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REV.   LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON,   D.  D. 

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PRINCETON  THEOLOGICAL  SEMINARY 


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Section      O/    /  7 


HYMNS,  CAKOS 


MAR  19  1935 


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pontic  (f[ceVt. 

Rorate,  cceli,  desuper,  et  nubes  pluant  Justum. 
Ne  irascaris,  Domine,  ne  ultra  memineris  iniqui- 

tatis  : 
Ecce  civitas  Sancti  facta  est  deserta: 
Sion  deserta  facta  est ;  Jerusalem  desolata  est  : 
Domus  sanctificationis  Tuae,  et  gloriae  Tuae : 
Ubi  laudaverunt  Te  patres  nostri. 
Rorate  coeli,  etc 

Peccavimus,  et  facti  sumus  tamquam  immundi  nos 
Et  cecidimus  quasi  folium  universi, 
Et  iniquitates  nostrae  quasi  ventus  abstulerunt  nos; 
Abscondisti  faciem  Tuam  a  nobis, 
Et  allisisti  nos  in  manu  iniquitatis  nostras. 
Rorate,  cceli,  etc. 

Vide,  Domine,  afflictionem  populi  Tui ; 
Et  mitte  quern  missurus  es : 

Emitte  Agnum  Dominatorem  terra)  de  petra  deserti, 
Ad  montem  filiae  Sion  : 
Ut  auferat  Ipse  jugum  eaptivitatis  nostrae, 
Rorate,  cceli,  etc. 

Consolamini,  consolamini,  popule  mens  : 

Cito  veniet  salus  tua: 

Quare  mcorore    consumeris?    quare    innovavit   te 

dolor  ? 
Salvabo  te:  noli  timere  : 
Ego  enim  sum  Dominus  Deus  tuus. 

Rorate,  cceli,  etc. 
Sanctus  Israel  Redemptor  tuus. 


Wl*  M-lir  oftht  jfr<7. 

1  0  purest  of  creatures,  sweet  XI  other,  sweet  Maid, 
The  one  spotless  womb  wherein  Jesus  was  laid  : 
Dark  night  hath  come  clown  on  us,  Mother,  and 

we, 
Look  out  for  thy  shining,  sweet  Star  of  the  Sea. 

2  Deep    night   hath   come    down  on   this  rough- 

spoken  world, 
And  the  banners  of  darkness  are  boldly  unfurled; 
And  the  tempest-tossed  Church,  all  her  eyes  are 

on  thee : 
They  look  to  thy  shining,  sweet  Star  of  the  Sea. 

3  The  Church  doth  what   God  had  first  taught 

her  to  do ; 
He  looked  o'er  the  world  to  find  hearts  that 

were  true ; 
Through  the  ages  He  looked,  and   He  found 

none  but  thee, 
And  He  loved  thy  clear  shining,  sweet  Star  of 

the  Sea. 

4  .0,  blissful  and  calm  was  the  wonderful  rest 
That  thou  gavest  thy  God  in  thy  virginal  breast; 
For  the  heaven   He  left   He  found  heaven  in 

thee, 
And  He  shone  in  thy  shining,  sweet  Star  of  the 
Sea. 

5  So  age  after  age  in  the  Church  has  gone  round, 
And  the  Saints  new  inventions  of  homage  have 

found, 
Xew  titles  of  honor,  new  honors  for  thee, 
New  love  for  thy  shining,  sweet  Star  of  the  Sea. 


6  So  worship  we  God  in  these  rude  latter  days ; 
So  worship  we  Jesus,  our  Love,  when  we  praise 
His  wonderful  grace  in  the  gifts  He  gave  thee, 
The  gift  of  clear  shining,  sweet  Star  of  the  Sea. 

7  Deep  night  hath  come  down  on  us,  Mother, 

deep  night, 
And  we  need  more  than  ever  the  guide  of  thy 

light ; 
For  the  darker  the  night  is,  the  brighter  should 

be 
Thy  beautiful  shining,  sweet  Star  of  the  Sea. 

S$tt  £futinttculate  (^onccyiioiL 

1  0  Mother  !  I  could  weep  for  mirth, 

Joy  fills  my  heart  so  fast ; 
My  soul  to-day  is  heaven  on  earth, 
0  could  the  transport  last ! 

I  think  of  thee,  and  what  thou  art, 

Thy  majesty,  thy  state  ; 
And  I  keep  singing  in  my  heart, — 
Immaculate !  Immaculate ! 

2  It  is  this  thought  to-day  that  lifts 

My  happy  heart  to  heaven, 
That  for  our  sakes  thy  choicest  gifts 
To  thee,  dear  Queen!  were  given. 
I  think  of  thee,  &c. 

3  0  blessed  be  the  Eternal  Son, 

Who  joys  to  call  thee  Mother, 
And  lets  poor  men  by  sin  undone 
For  thy  sake  call  Him  Brother. 
I  think  of  thee,  &c. 


Immaculate  Conception !  far- 
Above  all  graces  blest ! 

Thou  shinest  like  a  royal  star 
On  God's  Eternal  Breast ! 
I  think  of  thee,  &c. 

God  prosper  thee,  my  Mother  dear ! 

God  prosper  thee,  my  Queen! 
God  prosper  His  own  glory  here, 

As  it  hath  ever  been ! 
I  think  of  thee,  &c. 

0nr  pr///s  gxuecintion. 

1  Like  the  dawning  of  the  morning 

On  the  mountain's  golden  heights, 
Like  the  breaking  of  the  moonbeams 
%  On  the  gloom  of  cloudy  nights, 
Like  a  secret  told  by  angels, 

Getting  known  upon  the  earth, 
Is  the  Mother's  Expectation 

Of  Messiah's  speedy  birth  ! 

2  Thou  wert  happy,  blessed  Mother ! 

With  the  very  bliss  of  heaven, 
Since  the  angel's  salutation 

In  thy  raptured  ear  was  given  ; 
Since  the  Ave  of  that  midnight, 

When  thou  wert  anointed  Queen, 
Like  a  river  overflowing 

Hath  the  grace  within  thee  been. 

3  And  what  wonders  have  been  in  thee 

All  the  day  and  all  the  night, 

While  the  Angels  fell  before  thee, 

To  adore  the  Lii^ht  of  Light. 


While  the  glory  of  the  Father 
Hath  been  in  thee  as  a  home, 

And  the  sceptre  of  creation 

Hath  been  wielded  in  thy  womb. 

Thou  hast  waited,  Child  of  David  ! 

And  thy  waiting  now  is  o'er ! 
Thou  hast  seen  Him,  blessed  Mother! 

And  wilt  see  Him  evermore  I 
0,  His  Human  Face  and  Features, 

They  were  passing  sweet  to  see ; 
Thou  beholdest  them  this  moment ; 

Mother,  show  them  now  to  me  ! 


Warn  ofM*-  §j^imiii io  %  §♦  f ♦  4&*re- 

1  Daily,  daily,  sing  to  Mary, 

Sing,  my  soul,  her  praises  due  ; 
All  her  feasts,  her  actions  worship, 
With  the  heart's  devotion  true. 
Lost  in  wond'ring  contemplation, 

Be  her  Majesty  confest ; 
Call  her  Mother,  call  her  Virgin, 
Happy  Mother,  Virgin  blest. 

2  Sing,  my  tongue,  the  Virgin's  trophies, 

Who  for  us  her  Maker  bore ; 
For  the  curse  of  old  inflicted, 
Peace  and  blessing  to  restore. 
Sing  in  songs  of  praise  uneuding, 

Sing  the  world's  majestic  Queen  : 
Weary  not,  nor  faint  in  telling, 
All  the  gifts  she  gives  to  men. 


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3  Holy  Mary,  we  implore  thee 

By  thy  purity  divine; 
Help  us;  bending  here  before  thee, 
Help  us  truly  to  be  thine. 

Thou,  unfolding  wide  the  portals 

Of  the  kingdom  in  the  skies, 
Holy  Virgin,  hast  to  mortals, 
Shown  the  land  of  Paradise. 

4  Thou,  when  deepest  night  infernal 

Had  for  ages  shrouded  man, 
Gavest  us  that  light  eternal 

Promised  since  the  world  began. 
God  in  thee  hath  showered  plenty 

On  the  hungry  and  the  weak  : 
Sending  back  the  mighty  empty, 
Setting  up  on  high  the  meek. 

5  Teach,  oh  !  teach  us,  holy  Mother, 

How  to  conquer  every  sin, 
How  to  love  and  help  each  other, 
How  the  prize  of  life  to  win. 

Thou  to  whom  a  Child  was  given, 

Greater  than  the  sons  of  men, 
Coming  down  from  highest  heaven 
To  create  this  world  again. 

6  Oh !  by  that  Almighty  Maker, 

Whom  thyself,  a  virgin,  bore ; 
Oh !  by  thy  supreme  Creator, 
Linked  with  thee  for  evermore ; 
By  the  hope  thy  name  inspires ; 

By  our  doom,  reversed  through  thee; 
Help  us,  Queen  of  Angel-choirs, 
To  a  blest  eternity. 


got*  QuUhn, 

Tota  pulchra  es  Maria, 
Tota  pulchra  es  Maria, 
Et  macula  originalis  non  est  in  te," 
Et  macula  originalis  non  est  in  te, 
Tu  gloria  Jerusalem, 
Tu  IcEtitia  Israel, 
Tu  honorificentia  populi  nostri, 
Tu  advocata  peccatorum. 

0  Maria,  0  Maria, 
Yirgo  prudentissima, 
Mater  clementissima, 

Ora  pro  nobis, 

Intercede  pro  nobis, 
Ad  Dominum  Jesum  Christum. 


^fnviolutn. 

Inviolata  integra  et  casta  es,  Maria, 
Quae  es  effecta  fulgida  cceli  porta, 
0  Mater  alma  Christi  carissima, 
Suscipe  pia  laudurn  pra3conia, 
Nostra  ut  pura  pectora  sint  et  corpora, 
Te  nunc  flagitant  devota  corda  et  ora. 
Tua  per  precata  dulcisona, 
Nobis  concedas  veniam  per  sa3cula. 
O  Benigna!  0  llegina!  0  Maria! 
Qua3  sola  inviolata  permansisti. 


CHRISTMAS. 


Adeste  fideles 

Laeti  triumphantes, 
Yenite,  venite  in  Bethlehem 

Natum  videte 
Regem  Angelorum, 

Yenite,  adoreums, 

Yenite,  adoremus, 
Yenite,  adoremus  Dominum. 

Deum  de  Deo, 

Lumen  de  lumine, 
Gestant  puellas  viscera ; 

Deum  verum 
Genitum  non  factum, 

Yenite,  &c. 

Cantet  nunc  Io ! 

Chorus  Angelorurn ; 
Cantet  nunc  aula  ccelestium 

Gloria 
In  excelsis  Deo, 

Yenite,  &c. 

Ergo,  qui  natus 

Die  hodierna 
Jesu  !  tibi  sit  gloria, 

Patris  seterni 
Yerbum  caro  factum, 

Yenite,  &c. 


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§lorLhi  /if  gxcchi§  §co. 

1  Angels  we  have  heard  on  high, 

Sweetly  singing  o'er  our  plains, 
And  the  mountains  in  reply, 

Echo  back  their  joyous  strains  ; 
Sing,  oh  sing,  this  blessed  morn, 
Jesus  Christ  to-day  is  born  : 

Gloria  in  excelsis  Deo ! 

2  Shepherds,  why  this  jubilee  ? 

Why  your  rapturous  strain  prolong  ? 
Say,  what  may  the  tidings  be, 

Which  inspire  your  heavenly  song  ? 
Sing,  oh  sing,  this  blessed  morn, 
Jesus  Christ  to-day  is  born  : 

Gloria  in  excelsis  Deo  ! 

3  Come  to  Bethlehem,  come,  and  see 

Him  whose  birth  the  angels  sing ; 
Come,  adore  on  bended  knee, 
•    Tli'  infant  Christ,  the  new-born  King : 
Sing,  oh  sing  this  blessed  morn, 
Jesus  Christ  to-day  is  born  : 

Gloria  in  excelsis  Deo  ! 

4  Sec  within  a  manger  laid, 

Jesus,  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth  ! 
Mary,  Joseph,  lend  your  aid, 

With  us  sing  our  Saviour's  birth. 
Sing,  oh  sing  this  blessed  morn, 
Jesus  Christ  to-day  is  born  : 

Gloria  in  excelsis  Deo ! 


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gtu  grib  of  gcthhhcni 

1  0  sing  a  joyous  carol 

Unto  the  Holy  Child, 
And  praise  with  gladsome  voices 

His  Mother  undefiled: 
Our  youthful  voices  greeting 

Shall  hail  our  Infant  King ; 
And  our  sweet  Lady  listens, 

When  children's  voices  sing. 

2  Who  is  there  meekly  lying 

In  yonder  stable  poor  ? 
Dear  children,  it  is  Jesus: 

He  bids  you  now  adore. 
Who  is  there  kneeling  by  Him, 

In  virgin  beauty  fair  ? 
It  is  our  Mother  Mary ; 

She  bids  you  all  draw  near. 

3  Who  is  there  near  the  manger 

That  guards  the  Holy  Child  ? 
It  is  the  great  Saint  Joseph, 

Chaste  Spouse  of  Mary  mild  : 
Dear  children,  oh,  how  joyful 

With  them  in  Heaven  to  be ! 
God  grant  that  none  be  missing 

From  that  festivity. 


Earthly  friends  will  change  and  falter, 

■  Earthly  hearts  will  vary  : 
He  is  born  that  cannot  alter, 
Of  the  Yirgin  Mary  : 

Born  to  clay — raise  the  lay: 
Born  to-day — twine  the  bay : 


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Jesus  Christ  is  born  to  suffer, 

Born  for  you : 

Born  for  you, — holly  strew  : 
Jesus  Christ  was  born  to  conquer, 

Born  to  save  : 

Born  to  save, — laurel  wave  : 
Jesus  Christ  was  born  to  govern, 

Born  a  King : 

Born  a  King, — bay-wreaths  bring: 
Jesus  Christ  was  born  of  Mary, 

Born  for  all ! 

Well  befall  hearth  and  hall ! 
Jesus  Christ  was  born  at  Christmas, 

Born  for  all. 

Christ  was  born  on  Christmas  day; 
Wreathe  the  holly,  twine  the  bay ; 
Christus  natus  Jwdie  : 
The  Babe,  the  Son,  the  Holy  One  of  Mary. 
He  is  born  to  set  us  free ; 
He  is  born  our  Lord  to  be, 
Ex  Maria  Virgine: 
The  God,  the  Lord, 
By  all  adored  forever. 

Let  the  bright  wd  berries  glow 
Everywhere  in  goodly  show ; 
Christus  natus  hodie : 
The  Babe,  the  Son,  the  Holy  One  of  Mary. 
Christian  men  rejoice  and  sing: 
7Tis  the  birthday  of  a  King, 
Ex  Maria  Virgine : 
The  God,  the  Lord, 
By  all  adored  forever. 


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Night  of  sadness  ; 

Morn  of  gladness 

Evermore : 

Ever,  ever: 

After  many  troubles  sore, 

Morn  of  gladness,  evermore  and  evermore. 

Midnight  scarcely  passed  and  over, 

Drawing  to  this  holy  morn, 

Yery  early,  very  early  Christ  was  born. 

Sing  out  with  bliss, 

His  name  is  this ; 

Emmanuel : 

As  was  foretold 

In  days  of  old 

By  Gabriel. 

Midnight  scarcely  passed  and  over, 

Drawing  to  this  holy  morn, 

Yery  early,  very  early  Christ  was  born. 

1  Good  King  Wenceslas  looked  out, 

On  the  feast  of  Stephen  ; 
When  the  snow  lay  round  about, 

Deep,  and  crisp  and  even  : 
Brightly  shone  the  moon  that  night, 

Though  the  frost  was  cruel, 
When  a  poor  man  came  in  sight, 

Gathering  winter  fuel. 

2  "  Hither,  page,  and  stand  by  me, 

If  thou  know'st  it  telling, 
Yonder  peasant,  who  is  he  ? 

Where  and  what  his  dwelling?  " 


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"Sire,  he  lives  a  good  league  hence, 
Underneath  the  mountain ; 

Right  against  the  forest  fence, 
By  Saint  Agnes'  fountain.77 

3  "Bring  me  flesh  and  bring  me  wine, 

Bring  me  pine-logs  hither: 
Thou  and  I  will  see  him  dine, 

When  we  bear  them  thither." 
Page  and  monarch  forth  they  went, 

Forth  they  went  together  : 
Through  the  rude  wind's  wild  lament 

And  the  bitter  weather. 

4  "  Sire,  the  night  is  darker  now, 

And  the  wind  blows  stronger ; 
Fails  my  heart  I  know  not  how  ; 

I  can  go  no  longer." 
'Mark  my  footsteps  good  my  page ; 

Tread  thou  in  them  boldly : 
Thou  shalt  find  the  winter's  rage 

Freeze  thy  blood  less  coldly." 

5  In  his  master's  steps  he  trod,    ■ 

Wlrere  the  snow  lay  dinted ; 
Heat  was  in  the  very  sod 

Which  the  Saint  had  printed. 
Therefore,  Christian  men,  be  sure, 

Wealth  or  rank  possessing, 
Ye  who  now  will  bless  the  poor, 

Shall  yourselves  find  blessing. 

1  We  three  Kings  from  Orient  are, 
Bearing  gifts  we  traverse  afar, 


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Field  and  fountain, 
Grove  and  mountain, 
Following  yonder  star. 

0  star  of  wonder,  star  of  light, 
Star  with  royal  beauty  bright ; 
Ever  leading,  still  proceeding, 
Guide  us  to  thy  perfect  light. 

Born  a  King  on  Bethlehem  plain, 
Gold  I  bring  to  crown  Him  ag:iin  : 

King  forever, 

Ceasing  never, 
Over  us  all  to  reign. 

0  star  of  wonder,  &c 

Frankincense  to  offer  have  T, 
Incense  breathes  a  Deity  nigh ; 

Prayer  and  praising, 

All  men  raising, 
Worship  Him,  God  on  high. 

0  star  of  wonder,  &c. 

Myrrh  I  bring,  its  bitter  perfume 
Breathes  a  life  of  gathering  gloom  : 

Sorrowing,  sighing, 

Bleeding,  dying, 
Sealed  in  the  stone-cold  tomb. 

0  star  of  wonder,  &c. 

Glorious  nowT  behold  Him  arise-.. 
King  and  God  and  Sacrifice  ; 

Heaven  sings 

Alleluia! 
Alleluia  the  earth  replies.. 

0  star  of  wonder,  &c. 


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1  The  snow  lay  on  the  ground, 

The  stars  shone  bright, 
When  Christ  our  Lord  was  born 
On  Christmas  night. 

2  'Twas  Mary,  daughter  pure 

Of  holy  Ann, 
That  brought  into  this  world 
Our  God  made  Man. 

3  She  laid  Him  in  a  stall, 

At  Bethlehem, 
The  ass  and  oxen  shared 
The  roof  with  them. 

4  Saint  Joseph  too  was  by, 

To  tend  the  Child, 
To  guard  Him,  and  protect 
His  Mother  mild. 

5  The  Angels  hovered  round, 

And  sang  this  song, 
Yenite  adore — 
mus  Dominum. 

6  And  thus,  that  manger  poor 

Became  a  throne : 
For  He  whom  Mary  bore, 
Was  God  the  Son. 

7  0  come  then,  let  us  join 

The  Heav'nly  Host, 
To  praise  the  Father,  Son, 
And  Holy  Ghost. 

8  Yenite  adore — 

mus  Dominum. 
Yenite  adore — 
mus  Dominum. 


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§ld  gnglish  garol. 

God  rest  you,  merry  children, 

Let  nothing  you  dismay, 
Remember  Christ  our  Saviour 

Was  born  on  Christmas  Day ; 
To  save  us  all  from  Satan's  pow'r 
When  we  were  gone  astray ; 

0  tidings  of  comfort  and  joy,  comfort 

and  joy, 
0  tidings  of  comfort  and  joy. 

In  Bethlehem,  in  Jewry, 

This  blessed  Babe  was  born, 
And  laid  within  a  manger, 

Upon  this  blessed  Morn ; 
The  which  His  Mother  Mary, 

Did  nothing  take  in  scorn. 
0  tidings,  &c. 

From  God  our  Heavenly  Father, 

A  blessed  Angel  came ; 
And  unto  certain  shepherds. 

Brought  tidings  of  the  same: 
How  that  in  Bethlehem  was  born, 

The  Son  of  God  by  Name. 
0  tidings,  &c. 

"  Fear  not  then,"  said  the  Angel, 

"  Let  nothing  you  affright, 
This  day  is  born  a  Saviour 

Of  a  pure  Virgin  bright, 
To  free  all  those  that  trust  in  Him 

From  Satan's  power  and  might  " 
0  tidings,  &c 


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5  The  shepherds  at  those  tidings, 

Rejoiced  much  in  mind, 
And  left  their  flocks  a-feeding, 

In  tempest,  storm,  and  wind  : 
And  went  to  Bethlehem  straightway, 

The  Son  of  God  to  find. 
0  tidings,  &c. 

6  And  when  they  came  to  Bethlehem, 

Where  our  dear  Saviour  lay, 
They  found  Him  in  a  manger, 

Where  oxen  feed  on  hay ; 
His  Mother  Mary  kneeling  down, 

Unto  the  Lord  did  pray. 
0  tidings,  &c. 

1  Now  to  the  Lord  sing  praises, 
All  you  within  this  place, 
And  with  true  love  and  brotherhood 

Each  other  now  embrace ; 
The  holy  tide  of  Christmas 
All  other  doth  deface, 
O  tidings,  &c. 


J  f irffin  gnspottcd. 

A  Virgin  unspotted,  the  Prophet  foretold, 
Should  bring  forth  a  Saviour,  which  now  we  behold, 
To  be  our  Redeemer  from  death,  hell  and  sin, 
Which  Adam's  transgression  had  wrapped  us  in. 
Aye  and  therefore  be  merry,  set  sorrow  aside, 
Christ  Jesus  our  Saviour,  was  born  on  this  tide. 


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2  At  Bethlehem  City  in  Jewry  it  was 
That  Joseph  and  Mary  together  did  pass, 
All  for  to  be  taxed  with  many  one  moe, 

Great  Caesar  commanded  the  same  should  be  so. 
Aye  and  therefore,  &c. 

3  But  when  they  had  entered  the  city  so  fair, 
A  number  of  people  so  mighty  was  there, 

That  Joseph  and  Mary,  whose  substance  was  small, 
Could  find  in  the  inn  there  no  lodging  at  all. 
Aye  and  therefore,  &c. 

4  Then  were  they  constrained  in  a  stable  to  lie, 
Where  horses  and  asses  they  used  for  to  tie ; 
Their  lodging  so  simple  they  took  it  no  scorn, 

But  against  the  next  morning  our  Saviour  was  born. 
Aye  and  therefore,  &c. 

5  The  King  of  all  kings  to  this  world  being  brought, 
Small  store  of  fine  linen  to  wrap  Him  was  sought, 
But  when  she  had  swaddled  her  young  Son  so  sweet, 
Within  an  ox  manger  she  laid  Him  to  sleep. 

Aye  and  therefore,  &c. 

6  Then  God  sent  an  angel  from  Heaven  so  high, 
To  certain  poor  shepherds  in  fields  where  they  lie, 
And  bade  them  no  longer  in  sorrow  to  stay, 
Because  that  our  Saviour  was  born  on  this  day. 

Aye  and  therefore,  &c. 

7  Then  presently  after  the  shepherds  did  spy 
Vast  numbers  of  angels  to  stand  in  the  sky 
They  joyfully  talked  and  sweetly  did  sing, 
To  God  be  all  glory,  our  heavenly  King. 

Aye  and  therefore,  &c. 


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8  To  teach  us  humility  all  this  was  done, 

And  learn  we  from  thence  haughty  pride  for  to  shun  : 
A  manger  His  cradle  who  came  from  above, 
The  great  God  of  mercy,  of  peace,  and  of  love. 
Aye  and  therefore,  &c. 


ghe  <girst  $ow$U. 

The  First  Nowell  the  Angel  did  say, 

Was  to  certain  poor  shepherds  in  fields  as  they  lay ; 

In  fields  where  they  lay  keeping  their  sheep, 

On  a  cold  winter's  night  that  was  so  deep. 

Nowell,  Nowell,  Nowell, 

Born  is  the  King  of  Israel. 

They  looked  up  and  saw  a  Star, 
Shining  in  the  East,  beyond  them  far, 
And  to  the  earth  it  gave  great  light, 
And  so  it  continued  both  day  and  night. 
Nowell,  &c. 

And  by  the  light  of  that  same  Star, 
Three  wise  men  came  from  country  far ; 
To  seek  for  a  King  was  their  intent, 
And  to  follow  the  Star  wherever  it  went. 
Nowell,  &c. 

This  Star  drew  nigh  to  the  North-west, 
O'er  Bethlehem  it  took  its  rest, 
And  there  it  did  both  stop  and  stay, 
Right  over  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 
Nowell,  &c. 


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Then  entered  in  those  wise  men  three. 
Full  reverently  upon  their  knee, 
And  offered  there,  in  His  Presence, 
Their  gold,  and  myrrh,  and  frankincense. 
Nowell,  &c. 

Then  let  us  all  with  one  accord, 
Sing  praises  to  our  Heavenly  Lord, 
That  hath  made  heaven  and  earth  of  naught, 
And  with  His  Blood  mankind  hath  bought 
Nowell.  &c 


fhildren£  (goral. 

1  Waken  !  Christian  children, 

Up  and  let  us  sing, 
With  glad  voice  the  praises 
Of  our  new  born  King. 

2  Up !  'tis  meet  to  welcome 

With  a  joyous  lay 
Christ,  the  King  of  Glory, 
Born  for  us  to-day. 

3  Come,  nor  fear  to  seek  Him, 

Children  though  we  be  ; 
Once  He  said  of  children 
"  Let  them  come  to  Me." 

4  In  a  manger  lowly 

Sleeps  the  Heavenly  Child ; 
O'er  him  fondly  bendeth 
Mary,  Mother  mild. 


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5  Far  above  that  stable, 

Up  in  heaven  so  high, 
One  bright  star  out-shineth% 
Watching  silently. 

6  Fear  not  then  to  enter, 

Though  we  cannot  bring 
Gold,  or  myrrh,  or  incense 
Fitting  for  a  King. 

1  Gifts  he  asketh  richer, 
Offerings  costlier  still, 
Yet  may  Christian  children 
Bring  them  if  they  will. 

8  Brighter  than  all  jewels 

Shines  the  modest  eye : 
Best  of  gifts  He  loveth 
Infant  purity. 

9  Haste  we  then  to  welcome 

With  a  joyous  lay 
Christ,  the  King  of  Glory, 
Born  for  us  to-day. 

florv  to  (Bod. 

1  When  Christ  was  born  of  Mary  free, 
In  Bethlehem,  that  fair  citie, 

Angels  sang  there  with  mirth  and  glee. 

In  excelsis  Gloria,  In  excelsis  Gloria,  etc. 

2  Herdsmen  beheld  these  Angels  bright, 
To  them  appearing  with  great  light, 
Who  said  God's  Son  is  born  to-night? 

In  excelsis  Gloria,  etc. 


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3  The  King  is  come  to  save  mankind, 

As  in  Scripture  truths  we  find, 
Therefore  this  song  we  have  in  miiicl, 
In  excelsis  Gloria,  etc. 

4  Then,  dear  Lord,  for  Thy  great  grace, 
Grant  us  in  bliss  to  see  Thy  face, 
That  we  may  sing  to  Thy  solace, 

In  excelsis  Gloria,  etc 

ghe  ^n%tY&  gang. 

1  Joseph  was  a  just  man, 

A  just  man  was  he  ; 
He  married  sweet  Mary, 
The  Queen  of  Galilee. 

2  As  Joseph  was  a-praying, 

He  heard  Angels  sing, 
"  This  night  there  shall  be  born 
Our  heavenly  King. 

3  "  He  neither  shall  be  born 

In  house  nor  in  hall, 
Xor  in  the  place  of  Paradise, 
But  in  an  ox-stall. 

4  "He  shall  not  be  clothed 

In  purple  or  pall; 
But  all  in  fair  linen, 
As  wear  babies  all. 

5  "He  shall  not  be  rocked 

In  silver  nor  gold, 
But  in  a  wooden  cradle 
That  rocks  on  the  mould. 


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6  "  He  neither  shall  be  washed 

In  milk  nor  in  wine, 
But  in  pure  spring-well  water, 
Fresh  sprung  from  Bethine." 

7  Mary  took  her  baby, 

She  dressed  Him  so  sweet, 
She  laid  Him  in  a  manger 
All  there  for  to  sleep. 

8  As  she  stood  over  Him 

She  heard  Angels  sing, 
"  Oh  !  bless  our  dear  Saviour, 
Our  heavenly  King." 

<$hmtm*u!  ($\\riztmnnl 

Christmas  !  Christmas  !  Christmas  ! 

1  Christ  was  born  on  Christmas  day, 

Let  nations  all  rejoice, 
In  singing  praises  to  His  Name, 

Raise  ev'ry  head  and  voice 
He  came  the  Saviour  to  release, 

From  Satan's  bonds  set  free, 
To  rest  in  peace  with  Him  above 

To  all  eternity. 

2  Jesus  Christ  was  born  to-day, 

His  triumphs  let  us  sing, 
Redeemed  souls,  as  best  we  may, 

Thank  Him,  our  new-born  King. 
Though  lowly  born,  and  lowly  laid, 

Where  angels  do  adore, 
The  Name  of  Him  whose  glories  great 

Will  shine  for  evermore.     Amen. 


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M  @hristnt*8  §wol 

Let  us  sing  the  praise  of  Him, 

Oh  !  let  our  tongues  not  falter, 
He  was  born  to  be  our  King, 
Whose  glory  ne'er  can  alter  ; 
All  praise  be  giv'n, 
On  earth  or  Heav'n, 
Alleluia!  Amen. 

In  a  manger  lowly  laid, 

And  where  the  shepherds  found  him, 
Ev'ry  homage  be  Him  paid, 
By  those  who  kneel  before  Him ; 
Raise  ev'ry  voice, 
Let  earth  rejoice, 

Alleluia!  Amen. 

Born  to-day,  sing  loud  the  lay, 

From  hearts  that  cannot  vary, 
Christ  is  born  for  us  this  day, 
Born  of  the  spotless  Mary ; 
Redeemer  King, 
Thy  praise  we  sing, 
Alleluia !  Amen. 


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LENT. 
g  tabnt  Jgfrter. 

Stabat  Mater  dolorosa, 
Juxta  crucem  lacrymosa, 

Dum  penclebat  Filius. 
Cujus  aniniam  gementem, 
Contristatam,  et  dolentem, 

Pertransivit  gladius. 

0  quara  tristis  et  afflicta 
Fuit  ilia  benedicta 

Mater  Unigeniti ! 
Qua3  moerebat,  et  dolebat, 
Pia  Mater  dum  videbat 

Nati  po3nas  inclyti 

Quis  est  homo,  qui  non  fleret, 
Matrem  Christi  si  videret 

In  tanto  supplicio  ? 
Quis  non  posset  contristari, 
Christi  Matrem  contemplari 

Dolentem  cum  Filio  ? 

Pro  peccatis  suae  gentis, 
Vidit  Jesum  in  tormentis, 

Et  flagellis  subditum. 
Vidit  suum  dulcem  Natum 
Moriendo,  desolatum, 

Dum  emisit  spiritum 

Eia  Mater,  fons  amor  is, 
Me  sentire  vim  doloris, 

Fac  ut  tecum  lugeam. 
Fac  ut  ardeat  cor  meum 
In  amando  Christum  Deum, 

Ut  sibi  complaceam. 


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Sancta  Mater,  istud  agas, 
Crucifixi  fige  plagas 

Cordi  meo  valide. 
Tui  Nati  vulnerati, 
Tain  dignati  pro  me  pati, 

Poenas  niecum  divide. 

Fac  me  tecum  pie  flere, 
Crucifixo  condolere, 

Donee  ego  vixero 
Juxta  crucem  tecum  stare, 
Et  me  tibi  sociare, 

In  planctu  desidero. 

Yirgo  virginum  prasclara, 
Mihi  jam  non  sis  amara, 

Fac  me  tecum  plangere. 
Fac  ut  portem  Christi  mortem, 
Passionis  fac  consortem, 

Et  plagas  recolere. 

Fac  me  plagis  vulnerari, 
Fac  me  cruce  inebriari, 

Et  cruore  Filii. 
Flammis  ne  urar  succensus, 
Per  te,  Yirgo,  sim  defensus 

In  die  judicii 

Christe,  cum  sit  hinc  exire, 
Da  per  Matrem  me  venire 

Ad  palmam  victorise. 
Quando  corpus  morietur, 
Fac  ut  animae  donetur 

Paradisi  gloria.     Amen. 


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EASTER. 

Alleluia!  Alleluia!  Alleluia! 
Ye  sons  and  daughters  of  the  Lord, 
The  King  of  heav'n  the  King  ador'd,_ 
From  death  this  day  Himself  restor'd. 
Alleluia ! 


Alleluia  !  Alleluia  !  Alleluia ! 
All  in  the  early  morning  gray, 
Went  holy  women  on  their  way, 
To  see  the  tomb  where  Jesus  lay. 

Alleluia ! 

i 
Of  spices  pure  a  precious  store 
In  their  pure  hands  those  women  bore, 
To  annoint  the  sacred  Body  o'er. 

Alleluia! 

Then  straightway  one  in  white  they  see, 
Who  saith,  "  Ye  seek  the  Lord  j,  but  He 
Is  risen,  and  gone  to  Galilee. " 
Alleluia ! 

This  told  they  Peter,  iold  they  John ; 
Who  forthwith  to  the  tomb  are  gone, 
But  Peter  is  by  John  outrun. 
Alleluia ! 


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That  self-same  night,  while  out  of  fear 
The  doors  were  shut,  their  Lord  most  dear 
To  His  Apostles  did  appear. 
Alleluia ! 

But  Thomas,  when  of  this  he  heard, 
Was  doubtful  of  his  brethren's  word ; 
Wherefore  again  there  comes  the  Lord. 
Alleluia ! 

"  Thomas,  behold  My  side,"  saith  He; 
"  My  hands.  My  feet,  My  body  see, 
And  doubt  not,  but  believe  in  Me." 
Alleluia ! 

When  Thomas  saw  that  wounded  side, 
The  truth  no  longer  he  denied ; 
"  Thou  art  my  Lord  and  God !  "  he  cried 
Alleluia ! 

Oh,  blest  are  they  who  have  not  seen 
Their  Lord,  and  yet  believe  in  Him ! 
Eternal  life  awaiteth  them. 
Alleluia ! 

Now  let  us  praise  the  Lord  most  high, 
And  strive  His  name  to  magnify 
On  this  great  day,  through  earth  and  sky 
Alleluia ! 

Whose  mercy  ever  runneth  o'er  ; 
Whom  men  and  Angel  Hosts  adore ; 
To  Him  be  glory  evermore. 
Alleluia. 


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The  strain  upraise  of  joy  and  praise, 

Alleluia. 
To  the  glory  of  their  King 
Shall  the  ransomed  people  sing, 

Alleluia!  Alleluia! 
And  the  choirs  that  dwell  on  high 
Shall  reecho  through  the  sky, 

Alleluia!  Alleluia! 

They  in  the  rest  of  Paradise  who  dwell, 
The  blessed  ones,  with  joy  the  chorus  swell, 

Alleluia!  Alleluia! 
The  planets  beaming  on  their  heavenly  way, 
The  shining  constellations  join,  and  say 

Alleluia!  Alleluia! 

Ye  clouds  that  onward  sweep, 
Ye  winds  on  pinions  light, 
Ye  thunders  echoing  loud  and  deep, 
Ye  lightnings  wildly  bright, 
In  sweet  consent  unite  your 
Alleluia. 

Ye  floods  and  ocean  billows, 
Ye  storms  and  winter  snow, 
Ye  days  of  cloudless  beauty, 
Hoar  frost  and  summer  glow, 
Ye  groves  that  wave  in  spring 
And  glorious  forests  sing 
Alleluia. 

First  let  the  birds  with  painted  plumage  gay, 
Exalt  their  great  Creator's  praise,  and  say 

Alleluia!  Alleluia! 


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Then  let  the  beasts  of  the  earth,  with  varying  strain, 
Join  in  creation's  hymn,  and  cry  again 

Alleluia!  Alleluia! 

Here  let  the  mountains  thunder  forth  sonorus 

Alleluia. 
There  let  the  valleys  sing  in  gentler  chorus 

Alleluia. 
Thou  jubilant  abyss  of  ocean,  cry 

Alleluia. 
Ye  tracks  of  earth  and  continents,  reply 

Alleluia. 

To  God,  Who  all  creation  made, 
The  frequent  hymn  be  duly  paid: 

Alleluia!  Alleluia! 
This  is  the  strain,  the  eternal  strain,  the  Lord  Al- 
mighty loves : 
Alleluia. 
This  is  the  song,  the  heavenly  song,  that  Christ  the 
King  approves: 
Alleluia. 

Wherefore  we  sing,  both  heart  and  voice  awaking, 

Alleluia. 
And  children's  voices  echo,  answering  making, 

Alleluia. 
Now  from  all  men  be  outpoured    - 
Alleluia  to  the  Lord ; 
With  Alleluia  evermore 
The  Son  and  Spirit  we  adore. 
Praise  be  done  to  the  Three  in  One. 

Alleluia. 

Alleluia!  Alleluia! 


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MONTH  OF  MA.Y. 
%itmQ  of  the  §.  fir  gin  ^nrg. 

Kyrie,  eleison. 

Christe,  eleison. 

Kyrie,  eleison. 

Christe  audi  nos 

Christe  exaudi  nos. 

Pater  de  coelis  Deus,  miserere  nobis. 

Fill,  Redemptor  raundi  Deus,  miserere. 

Spiritus  sancte  Deus,  miserere. 

Sancta  Trinitas  unus  Deus,  miserere. 

Sancta  Maria,  ora  pro  nobis. 


Sancta  Dei  Genitrix, 
Sancta  Yirgo  virginum, 
Mater  Christi, 
Mater  divinse  gratise, 
Mater  purissima, 
Mater  castissima, 
Mater  inviolata, 
Mater  intemerata, 
Mater  amabilis, 
Mater  admirabilis, 
Mater  Creatoris, 
Mater  Salvatoris, 
Yirgo  prudentissima, 
Yirgo  veneranda, 
Yirgo  praedicanda, 
Yirgo  potens, 
Yirgo  clemens, 
Yirgo  fidelis, 
Speculum  justitiaa, 


Sedes  sapientiae, 
Causa  nostras  laatitiaB, 
Yas  spirituale, 
Yas  honorabile, 
Yas  insigne  devotionis, 
Rosa  mystica, 
Turris  Davidica, 
Turris  eburnea, 
Domus  aurea, 
Foederis  area, 
Janua  cceli, 
Stella  matutina, 
Salus  infirmorum, 
Refugium  peccato  rum 
Consolatrix  afflictoru     n 
Auxilium  Christianorum, 
Regina  Angelorum, 
Regina  Patriarcharum, 
Regina  Prophetarum, 


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Regina  Apostolorum,  Regiua     Sanctorum     om- 

Regina  Martyruin,  nium, 

Regina  Confessorum,  Regina  sine  labe  originali 

Regina  Virginum,  concepta, 

Agnus  Dei,  qui  tollis  peccata  niuncli :    parce  nobis, 

Domine. 

Agnus   Dei,  qui  tollis  peccata  mundi :    exaudi   nos, 

Domine. 
Agnus    Dei,    qui    tollis    peccata    mundi :     miserere 

nobis. 


Sve  m™$  MM* 

Ave  maris  stella, 
Dei  Mater  alma, 
Atque  semper  virgo, 
Felix  cceli  porta. 

Sumens  illud  Ave 
Gabrielis  ore, 
Fun  da  nos  in  pace, 
Mutans  Evae  nomen. 

Solve  vincla  reis, 
Profer  lumen  cascis, 
Mala  nostra  pelle, 
Bona  cuncta  posce. 

Monstra  te  esse  matrem, 
Sumat  per  te  preces, 
Qui  pro  nobis  natus, 
Tulit  esse  tuus. 


Yirgo  singularly 
Inter  omnes  mitis, 
Nos  culpis  solutos, 
Mites  fac  et  castos. 

Vitara  praesta  puram7 
Iter  para  tut  urn, 
Ut  videntes  Jesum, 
Semper  collaetemur. 

Sit  laus  Deo  Patrir 
Summo  Christo  decus, 
Spiritui  Saneto, 
Tribus  honor  unus.     A  men. 

§7/f  glower  of  §t[Hce. 

1  O  Flower  of  Grace  !   divinest  Flower! 
God's  light  thy  life,  God's  love  thy  dower! 
That  all  alone  with  virgin  ray 

Dost  make  in  heaven  eternal  May, 
Sweet  falls  the  peerless  dignity 
Of  God's  eternal  choice  on  thee  ! 

Mother  dearest!  Mother  fairest! 

Maiden  purest !  Maiden  rarest ! 

Help  of  earth  and  joy  of  heaven  ! 

Love  and  praise  to  thee  be  given, 
Blissful  Mother!  blissful  Maiden! 

2  Choice  Flower !  that  blooinest  on  the  breast 
Of  Jesus,  that  is  now  thy  rest, 

As  thine  was  once  the  chosen  bed 
Of  His  dear  Heart  and  sacred  Head; 
O  Mary!  sweet  it  is  to  see 
Thy  Son's  creation  graced  by  thee! 
Mother  dearest !  &c 


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0  Flower  of  God  !  divinest  Flower  ! 
Elected  for  His  inmost  bower ! 
Where  angels  come  not,  there  art  thou, 
A  crown  of  glory  on  thy  brow  ; 
While  far  below,  all  bright  and  brave, 
Their  gleamy  palms  the  ransomed  wave. 
Mother  dearest !  &c. 

0  Help  of  Christians  !  mercy-laden  ! 
0  blissful  Mother  !   blissful  Maiden  ! 
0  Sinless  !  were  it  not  for  thee, 
There  were  in  faith  no  liberty 
To  hold  that  God  could  stoop  so  low, 
Or  love  His  sinful  creatures  so. 
Mother  dearest !   &c. 

0  Mary  !  when  we  think  of  thee, 
Our  hearts  grow  light  as  light  can  be ; 
For  thou  hast  felt  as  we  have  felt, 
And  thou  hast  knelt  as  we  have  knelt ; 
And  so  it  is, — that  utterly, 
Mother  of  God !  we  trust  in  thee  ! 
Mother  dearest !  &c. 


0ur  §>men  ^mmacnldh. 

1  Oh  fairest  of  all  visions 

With  meekly  folded  hands, 
Adoring  eyes  uplifted, 

Before  her  God  she  stands. 

Mother  pure,  Virgin  fair, 
Spotless  dove,  peerless  Maid,    ' 
Crowned  Queen  of  God's  creation 
Our  Queen  Immaculate. 


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2  Oh  fairest  of  all  visions, 

That  met  the  eager  gaze 
Of  Patriarch  and  Prophet 
In  far  primeval  days. 

3  Expectant  yet  for  ages, 

That  earth  must  yet  await 
Fair  Sharon's  Rose,  God's  mother 
Our  Queen  Immaculate. 

4  The  king  looked  on  thy  beauty 

In  thy  unfallen  state, 
The  Spirit's  Bride,  the  Virgin 
Our  Queen  Immaculate. 

5  0  fairest  of  all  visions 

Entrancing  mortal  eyes ; 
The  veil  is  half  uplifted — 
We  gaze  in  fond  surprise. 

6  0  fairest  of  all  visions 

Our  weary  exile  o'er, 
In  thy  unclouded  glory 
We'll  see  thee  evermore. 

7  We'll  see  thee,  Queen  and  Mother, 

Enthroned  in  royal  state, 
In  all  thy  virgin  splendor, 
Our  Queen  Immaculate. 

Thro'  the  world  thy  children  raise 
Their  prayers,  and  still  we  sec 

Calm  are  the  nights  and  bright  the  days, 
Of  those  who  trust  in  thee. 


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Star  of  the  sea,  we  kneel  and  pray 
When  tempests  raise  their  voice, 

Star  of  the  sea  the  haven  reached, 

We  call  thee,  we  call  thee  and  rejoice, 

Star  of  the  sea,  star  of  the  sea. 

Ll  Queen  of  heaven,  when  we  are  sad, 
Best  solace  of  our  pains, 
It  tells  us  tho?  on  earth  we  toil, 
Our  Mother  lives  and  reigns 

3  Hope  of  sinners,  how  many  souls 

Cast  down  by  woe  and  sin, 
Have  learned  thro'  this  dear  name  of  thine, 
A  pardon  and  peace  to  win. 

4  Mary,  dearest  name  of  all, 

The  holiest  and  the  best, 
The  first  low  word  that  Jesus  lisped 
Laid  on  His  Mother's  breast. 


§cdvtzt  pother. 

1  We  come  dearest  Mother,  with  fondest  devotion 

To  place  on  thy  shrine,  no  pearls  of  the  sea ; 
The  pearls  of  our  hearts — the  truest  affections 
Dearest  and  best  we  bring  unto  thee. 
0  Mary  hear  our  prayer. 

2  Hail  highest  and  holiest — bright  lily  of  Heaven, 

In  the  garden  of  God  thou  reignest  supreme ; 
Chosen  vessel  of  honor,  Immaculate  ever, 
Mother  of  Jesus  we  hail  thee  our  Queen. 


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The  rose  and  the  lily  of  earth's  early  springtime, 
Mary,  dear  Mother,  we  wreathe  for  thee  now, 

Draw  nearer  bright  Angels  with  songs  of  gladness, 
As  we  place  fairest  flowers  on  our  clear  Mother's 
brow. 


1  How  pure,  how  frail  and  white 

The  snowdrops  shine, 
Gather  a  garland  bright 
For  Mary's  shrine. 

Hail  Mary  !   Hail  Mary  ! 

Queen  of  Heaven,  let  us  repeat. 
And  place  our  snowdrop  wreath, 

Here  at  her  feet. 

2  For  on  this  blessed  day 

She  knelt  at  prayer, 
When  lo !  before  her  shone 
An  Angel  fair. 

3  Hail  Mary !  infant  lips 

Lisp  it  to-day ; 
Hail  Mary  !  with  faint  smile, 
The  dying  say. 

4  Hail  Mary !  many  a  heart, 

Broken  with  grief, 
In  that  angelic  prayer 
Has  found  relief. 


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Cho.  Mary  hear  my  fervent  prayer, 
Take  me  'ieath  thy  care, 
O  Mother  loved,  be  my  life,  my  stay. 
Guide  me,  love  me,  save  and  protect  me 
'Till  the  dawn  of  eternal  day. 

Mary  hear  my  fervent  prayer,  &c. 

1  0  Mother  loved,  watch  over  me, 

So  helpless  tossed  on  life's  rough  sea, 
Kindly  shed  from  Heaven  above 
A  mother's  sweet,  fond  smile  of  love. 

2  0  Mother  loved,  watch  over  me, 
From  sin  and  danger  keep  me  free, 
When  temptation's  waves  angry  flow, 
Thyself  to  me  a  mother  show 

3  0  Mother  loved,  watch  over  me, 
When  life  is  bright  and  fair  to  see, 
Who  so  need  thy  clear  guiding  ray 
As  those  who  walk  the  flow'ry  way. 

0  beautiful  ghou  grt. 

1  0  beautiful  thou  art 

Our  sweet  Virgin  Queen, 
Come  reign  within  each  heart, 

Peaceful  and  serene. 
See  with  love  now  thrilling, 

Ail  thy  children's  hearts, 
Joy  each  breast  is  filling, 

Sadness  now  departs. 


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0  list  to  strains  now  swelling 

Even  to  thy  throne, 
0  call  us  from  this  dwelling, 

Leave  us  not  alone. 
Mother  ever  holy 

Hear  us  as  we  pray, 
Yirgin  pure  and  lowly 

With  us  ever  stay. 

Ah !  when  we're  sad  and  weary, 

Tired  of  life  and  sin, 
And  when  the  way  looks  dreary 

Haste  thy  child  to  win. 
When  death  lays  his  finger 

On  our  icy  brow, 
0  then  near  us  linger, 

Linger  then  as  now. 


Cho.  0  Mater  Admirabilis 

List  to  our  fervent  prayer. 
Oh  !  let  thy  loving  children, 
Thy  sweet  protection  share. 

1  O  Mater  Admirabilis 

Our  youthful  hearts  we  raise 
In  soft  soul  breathing  melody, 
To  sing  thy  wondrous  praise. 

2  Let  angels  swell  the  chorus — 

Let  heaven  and  earth  proclaim, 
O  Mater  Admirabilis, 

The  sweetness  of  thy  name. 


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3  Before  thy  loving  image, 
'Tis  truest  joy  to  kneel, 
And  gaze  upon  the  beauties 
That  faith  and  love  reveal. 


4  0  Mater  Admirabilis, 

?Tis  more  than  rapturous  glow, 
That  cheers  our  lone  and  darksome  way 
On  this  sad  earth  below. 


§ra  §ro  m* 

1  Ave  Maria!  bright  and, pure, 

Hear,  0  hear  me  when  I  pray, 
Pains  and  pleasures  try  the  pilgrim 

On  his  long  and  dreary  way. 
Fears  and  perils  are  around  me 
Ave  Maria  !  bright  and  pure. 
Ora  pro  me,  ora  pro  me. 

2  Ave  Maria  !  Queen  of  heaven, 

Teach,  0  teach  me  to  obey. 
Lead  me  on  tho'  fierce  temptations 

Stand  and  meet  me  in  the  way. 
When  I  fail  and  faint,  my  Mother, 
Ave  Maria  !  bright  and  pure. 
Ora  pro  me,  ora  pro  me. 

3  Then  shall  I,  if  thou,  0  Mary, 

Art  my  strong  support  and  stay, 
Fear  nor  feel  the  three-fold  clanger 
Standing  forth  in  dread  array. 


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Now  and  ever  shield  and  guard  me, 
Ave  Maria  !  bright  and  pure. 

Ora  pro  me,  ora  pro  me. 

4  When  my  eyes  are  slowly  closing, 
And  I  fade  from  earth  away, 
And  when  death,  the  stern  destroyer 

Claims  my  body  as  his  prey, 
Claim  my  soul  and  then  sweet  Mary, 
Ave  Maria !  bright  and  pure 

Ora  pro  me,  ora  pro  me. 

farewell  to  «i$ag. 

1  Ah  !  must  Tleave  our  Lady's  altar 

Where  oft  I've  found  such  sweet  delight. 
My  sad  adieux  must  I  now  falter — 

Must  joys  so  pure  now  wing  their  flight. 

Cho.  Farewell  sweet  month,  sweet  month  of  flowers  ; 
Farewell  loved  shrine,  thou  dear  retreat, 
But  ere  have  fled  these  happy  hours, 

My  heart  I'll  leave  at  Mary's  feet    {Repeat.) 
Farewell  sweet  month,  farewell ! 
Farewell  loved  shrine,  farewell. 

2  How  sweet  to  sing  my  mother's  praises, 

And  breathe  to  her  my  loving  sighs, 
So  fondly  on  me  then  she  gazes. 
So  softly  beam  her  starlike  eyes. 

3  Ah !  while  my  love  to  thee  I'm  singing, 

To  die  this  hour  would  be  so  sweet, 
Like  those  spring  flowers  perfumes  flinging, 
That  bloom  and  languish  at  thy  feet. 


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§  tmt  of  ^itrtJ. 

1  0  heart  of  Mary,  pure  and  fair, 

There  is  no  stain  in  thee. 
In  Adam's  fall  thou  hast  no  share,    *)    ^ 
From  sin's  control  thou  art  free.    )       P  a  - 

Cho.  0  heart  of  Mary,  pure  and  fair, 

Xo  beauty  can  with  thine  compare  : 
From  ev'ry  stain  of  sin  thou  art  free, 
0  make  us  pure  in  heart  like  thee 

2  As  some  fair  lily  midst  the  thorns, 

Thou  'mongst  Eve's  daughters  art — 
Celestial  purity  adorns  )    d 

Thy  crystal  depths,  chaste  heart.    J  MePeaL 

3  Sweet  Heart  within  thy  depths  so  chaste, 

We'll  dwell  and  ne'er  depart, 
'Till  thou,  our  souls  hast  deeply  placed)    p 
In  Jesus'  Sacred  Heart.  /  MePeat 


§i  Jlfoseph. 

Holy  Joseph,  dearest  father, 
To  thy  children's  prayer  incline 

While  we  sing  thy  joys  and  sorrows, 
And  the  glories  which  are  thine. 

1  How  to  praise  thee,  how  to  thank  thee, 
Blessed  Saint  we  cannot  tell. 
Favors  countless  hast  thou  given, 
Can  we  choose  but  love  thee  well. 


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2  Near  to  Jesus,  near  to  Mary, 

And  kind  Father,  near  to  thee. 
Keep  us  while  on  earth  we  wander, 
And  in  death  our  helper  be. 

3  We  have  prayed  and  thou  hast  answered- 

We  have  asked  and  thou  hast  given. 
Need  we  marvel  ?     Jesus  tells  us, 
Joseph  has  the  stores  of  heaven. 

4  One  more  favor  we  will  ask  thee, 

Thou  of  all  canst  grant  it  best, 
When  we  die  be  thou  still  near  us, 
Bring  us  safe  to  endless  rest. 


From  thy  bright  throne  above  the  sky, 

Look  down  on  us,  0  Mother  sweet, 
And  smile  upon  the  gift  which  I 

Here  offer  kneeling  at  thy  feet. 
0  Mother  of  my  God,  and  mine, 

I've  brought  some  simple  flowers  to-day, 
That  they  may  bloom  upon  thy  shrine 

The  long,  long  hours  that  I'm  away. 

So  their  sweet  breath  shall  rise  like  prayer 

When  I  am  far  from  this  dear  spot; 
Thou'lt  think  of  me  while  they  are  here, 

And  absent,  I'll  forget  thee  not. 
If  I  were  rich  in  gems  and  gold 

All.  all  to  thee  I'd  freely  give ; 
How  could  I  anything  withhold 

That  it  might  please  thee  to  receive. 


4.3 

But  if  I  had  a  golden  mine 

And  were  to  lay  it  at  thy  feet ; 
My  heart  not  being  truly  thine 

Say,  would  it  please  thee,  Mother  sweet  ? 
I  know  it  would  not,  and  I  know 

That  I  can  only  be  thine  own, 
By  loving  Him  who  loved  thee  so 

That  He  became  thine  own  clear  Son. 

My  heart  henceforth  shall  be  all  thine 

And  I  will  watch  and  I  will  pray, 
That  never  thought  or  word  of  mine 

May  take  my  heart  from  thee  away. 
0  give  a  blessing  now  to  me, 

I'll  try  to  be  so  good  all  day, 
That  I  may  bring  fresh  flowers  to  thee 

To  make  thy  holy  altar  gay. 


m»t'h  §ver  #s.  - 

1  0  Mother  loved,  our  sweet  delight, 
One  glance  but  cast,  so  fondly  bright. 

Watch  over  us. 
When  dark  night  her  mantle  casts, 
When  storms  and  wintry  blasts 
Hide  Heaven's  azure  hue, 
0  thou  Star  of  hope  shine  through. 

2  Be  love  of  thee,  my  whole  life  long, 
My  sweetest  joy,  my  only  way. 

Watch  over  us. 
Shine  then  brightly,  O  soft  Star, 
With  thy  light  driving  far 


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Mists  that  oft  veil  my  soul, 
Clouds  that  e'er  around  me  roll. 

Mother  of  God  !  our  hope,  our  life, 
Sweet  Mother  shield  us  in  the  strife. 

Watch  over  us. 
From  all  earthly  toils  set  free, 
We'll  quickly  fly  to  thee ; 
Let  us  rest  in  thy  heart, 
From  its  depths  we'll  ne'er  depart. 


1  To  thee  sweet  Mother,  Heavenly  Queen, 

We  raise  our  loving  hearts  to-day ;   • 
0  !  deign  to  listen  to  our  words. 
While  lowly  at  thy  feet  we  pray. 

Sweet  Lady  of  the  Sacred  Heart, 

Before  thy  shrine  to-day, 
We  kneel  on  earth  to  choose  thee  Queen, 

Queen  of  Heaven's  eternal  May. 

2  We  call  thee  oft  the  Queen  of  May, 

And  lily  pure,  and  mystic  rose, 
And  Mother  of  our  Jesus  dear, 

In  whose  sweet  heart  love  brightly  glows. 

3  And  by  this  name  to-day  we  call 

On  thee,  by  the  unwearying  love 

Which  thou  dost  for  thy  children  feel, 

To  raise  our  loving  hearts  above. 


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PENTECOST. 

§nvotntio  jf .  §giritug. 

Yeni  sancte  Spiritus, 
Et  emitte  ccelitus 
Lucis  tuse  radium. 

Yeni  pater  pauperum, 
Yeni  dator  munerum, 
Veni  lumen  cordium. 

Consolator  optime, 
Dulcis  hospes  animee, 
Dulce  refrigeriuro. 

In  labore  requies, 
In  sestu  temperies, 
In  fletu  solatium. 

0  lux  beatissima, 

Reple  cordis  intirna 
Tuorum  fidelium. 

Sine  tuo  numine 
Xihil  est  in  hoinine, 
Xihil  est  in  innoxium. 

Lava  quod  est  sordidum, 
Riga  quod  est  aridum, 
Sana  quod  est  saucium. 


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Flecte  quod  est  rigidum, 
Fove  quod  est  frigidum, 
Rege  quod  est  devium. 

Da  tuis  fidelibus, 
In  te  confidentibus, 
Sacrum  septenarium. 

Da  virtutis  meritum, 
Da  salutis  exitum, 
Da  perenne  gaudium.     Amen 


§ame  §olg  §hont 

1  Come  Holy  Ghost,  Creator  Blest, 
And  in  our  hearts  take  up  Thy  rest ; 
Come  with  Thy  Grace  and  heavenly  aid 

•To  fill  the  hearts  which  Thou  hast  made. 

2  0  Comforter,  to  Thee  we  cry ; 

Thou  Heavenly  Gift  of  God  most  high ; 
Thou  Fount  of  life,  and  Fire  of  love, 
And  sweet  Anointing  from  above. 

3  Drive  far  away  our  deadly  foe, 
And  peace  for  evermore  bestow; 
If  Thou  be  our  preventing  Guide, 
No  evil  can  our  steps  betide. 

4  Praise  we  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  Holy  Spirit,  Three  in  One ; 
And  may  the  Son  on  us  bestow, 
The  gifts  that  from  the  Spirit  flow. 


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MONTH  OF  JUISrE, 
§[he  <§acred  *§eart. 

1  I  rise  from  dreams  of  time, 

From  the  shadows  of  this  life, 
From  the  tombs  and  places  waste 

From  an  eaith  of  sin  and  strife  ; 
I  rise  from  dreams  of  time, 

And  an  angel  guides  my  feet 
To  Thy  sacred  Altar-throne 

Whereon  Thy  Heart  doth  beat. 


A  lone  lamp  quivers  still, 

And  a  wondrous  silence  reigns, 
Only  with  voice  low  and  mild 

The  Holy  One  complains : 
'Long  have  I  waited  here, 

And  though  thou  heed'st  not  me, 
The  Heart  of  Mary's  Son 

Beats  ever  on  for  thee." 


In  the  womb  of  Maiden  meek, 
,  In  the  Cradle,  on  the  Tree. 
Heart  of  undying  love. 

It  lived,  loved,  broke  for  me: 
While  around  me  thunder  peal, 

Yet  as  then  behold  me  now. 
By  Thy  pierced  and  wounded  Hands, 

Bv  Thy  torn  and  bleeding  Brow 


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O  voice  of  the  inward  ear  ! 

0  voice  of  complaining  love  ! 
0  Thou  that  art  awful  God, 

To  realms  below  and  above  ! 
Thou  waitest  and  pleadest  here, 

And  canst  not  from  us  part, 
0  veiled  and  wondrous  Son ! 

O  love  of  the  Sacred  Heart ! 


1  Jesus!  the  very  thought  of  thee 

With  sweetness  fills  my  breast ; 
But  sweeter  far  Thy  face  to  see, 
And  in  Thy  presence  rest. 

2  Nor  voice  can  sing,  nor  heart  can  frame, 

Nor  can  the  memory  find, 
A  sweeter  sound  than  Thy  blest  name, 
0  Saviour  of  mankind.! 

3  0  hope  of  every  contrite  heart, 

0  joy  of  all  the  meek, 
To  those  who  fall  how  kind  Thou  art ! 
How  good  to  those  who  seek ! 

4  But  what  to  those  who  find  ?  ah  !  this 

Nor  tongue  nor  pen  can  show :        . 
The  love  of  Jesus,  what  it  is, 
None  but  his  lov'd  ones  know. 

5  Jesus !  our  only  joy  be  Thou, 

As  Thou  our  prize  wilt  be  ; 
Jesus !  be  Thou  our  glory  now, 
And  through  eternity ! 


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Jfosws  Crucified. 

1  Oh,  come  and  mourn  with  me  awhile ; 

See,  Mary  calls  us  to  her  side  ; 
Oh,  come  and  let  us  mourn  with  her  : 
Jesus,  our  Love,  is  crucified ! 

2  Have  we  no  tears  to  shed  for  Him, 

While  soldiers  scoff  and  Jews  deride  ? 
Ah,  look  how  patiently  He  hangs  : 
Jesus,  our  Love,  is  crucified ! 

3  Seven  times  He  spoke,  seven  words  of  love, 

And  all  three  hours  His  silence  cried 
For  mercy  on  the  souls  of  men  : 
Jesus,  our  Love,  is  crucified ! 

4  Come,  take  thy  stand  beneath  the  Cross, 

And  let  the  Blood  from  out  that  Side 
Fall  gently  on  thee  drop  by  drop  : 
Jesus,  our  Love,  is  crucified ! 

5  0  Love  of  God  !  0  Sin  of  man  ! 

In  this  dread  act  your  strength  is  tried ; 
And  victory  remains  with  love, 
For  He,  our  Love,  is  crucified ! 

§°tyu$  ghristi. 

1  Jesus!  my  Lord,  my  God,  my  all! 
How  can  I  love  Thee  as  I  ought? 
And  how  revere  this  wondrous  gift, 
So  far  surpassing  hope  or  thought  ? 
Sweet  Sacrament !  we  Thee  adore  ! 
Oh,  make  us  love  Thee  more  and  more  ! 


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2  Had  I  but  Mary's  sinless  heart 

To  love  Thee  with,  my  dearest  King ! 
Oh,  with  what  bursts  of  fervent  praise 
Thy  goodness,  Jesus,  would  I  sing ! 
Sweet  Sacrament !  we  Thee  adore  ! 
Oh,  make  us  love  Thee  more  and  more! 

3  Oh,  see !  within  a  creature's  hand 

The  vast  Creator  deigns  to  be, 
Reposing  infant-like,  as  though 
On  Joseph's  arm,  or  Mary's  knee. 

Sweet  Sacrament !  we  Thee  adore  ! 

Oh,  make  us  love  Thee  more  and  more! 

4  Thy  Body,  Soul,  and  Godhead,  all ! 

O  mystery  of  love  divine  ! 
I  cannot  compass  all  I  have, 

For  all  Thou  hast  and  art  are  mine ! 

Sweet  Sacrament !  we  Thee  adore  ! 

Oh,  make  us  love  Thee  more  and  more ! 

5  Sound,  sound  His  praises  higher  still, 

And  come  ve  angels,  to  our  aid, 
'TisGocl!  'tiVGod!  the  very  God, 

Whose  power  both  man  and  angels  made ! 
Sweet  Sacrament !  we  Thee  adore  ! 
Oh,  -make  us  love  Thee  more  and  more! 


■ 


#• 


§he  gubvtitmch. 

I  come  to  Thee,  my  Love, 
From  ways  of  grief  and  pain; 

I  come  to  Thee,  my  Love, 

Who  here  in  light  dost  rei^n  ; 


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The  tempest  raves  without, 
The  angry  billows  roll, 

But  here  Thy  peace  is  mine, 
Thou  Lover  of  mv  soul. 


0  touch  me  with  Thy  Hand, 

As  in  the  dust  I  lie ; 
0  lift  me  to  Thy  Heart, 

Without  Thee  I  must  die. 
My  soul  is  faint  and  dark ; 

I  come  to  Thee  for  rest ; 

0  let  me  see  Thy  light 
And  lie  upon  Thy  Breast. 

1  long,  when  far  away, 

To  be  with  Thee  again, 
Where  treasures  of  Thy  grace 
Fall  like  the  silent  rain. 

0  veiled  and  hidden  Love ; 
O  loving  gracious  Lord ; 

From  Thee  the  silver  showers 
Upon  my  heart  are  poured. 

The  storm  of  pain  and  grief 
Bends  me  beneath  its  power ; 

1  have  no  help  but  Thee 

In  sorrow's  darkest  hour. 
0  help  me  then,  my  Love, 

For  I  am  dark  and  lone; 
And  joy  and  light  are  Thine 

Upon  this  Altar-throne. 


^ 


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W°Ib  ^ommttnwt\. 

1  Jesus,  Jesus,  come  to  me, 

0  !  how  much  1  long  for  Thee  ? 
Come  Thou,  of  all  friends  the  best, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast. 

2  Comfort  my  poor  soul  distressed, 

»  Come  and  dwell  within  my  breast; 

0  how  oft  I  sigh  for  Thee, 
Jesus,  Jesus,  come  to  me. 

3  Empty  is  all  worldly  joy, 
Ever  mixed  with  some  alloy ; 
Give  me  my  true  Sovereign  Good, 
Jesus,  Thy  own  Flesh  and  Blood. 

4  On  the  cross  three  hours  for  me, 
Thou  didst  hang  in  agony ; 

1  my  heart  to  Thee  resign, 
O  what  rapture  to  be  Thine. 

MnUt\n  ghmti. 

1  Soul  of  my  Saviour,  sanctify  my  breast, 
Thy  blessed  body  be  my  saving  guest ; 
Blood  of  my  Jesus,  bathe  me  in  Thy  tide, 
Wash  me,  ye  waters,  streaming  from  His  side. 

2  Strength  and  protection,  may  His  passion  be, 
Jesus   0  hear  my  sighs  and  answer  me ; 
Deep  in  Thy  heart  Lord,  hide  and  shelter  me, 
So  shall  I  never,  never  part  from  Thee. 

3  Guard  and  defend  me  from  the  foe  malign, 

In  death's  dread  moments  make  me  only  Thine; 
Call  me  and  bid  me  come  to  Thee  on  high, 
Where  I  may  praise  Thee  reigning  in  the  sky. 


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v  Related. 

1  I  am  my  Love's  and  He  is  mine, 

0  earth  attend,  ye  Heavens  hear, 
Your  mighty  Lord,  jour  King  divine, 

Is  now  my  bosom's  guest  most  dear. 
Behold  !    the  vast  Creator  makes 

His  home  within  His  creature's  breast ; 
And  though  His  Throne  He  ne'er  forsakes, 

'Tis  in  my  heart  He  loves  to  rest. 

Cho.  Mj  dearest  Lord,  my  love  I'm  Thine. 
And  Thou  my  Jesus  art  all  mine  ; 
My  heart  forever  Thine  shall  be, 
0  keep  it  Jesus  all  for  Thee. 

2  Close  locked  within  His  fond  embrace, 

His  Sacred  Heart  reclines  on  mine  ; 
Its  throbbings  flood  my  soul  with  grace, 

And  rapturous  love  and  bliss  divine. 
Lo  !  angels  near  me  hover  'round, 

From  opening-  skies  bright  legions  dart ; 
For  Jesus,  their  dear  King,  they've  found 

Within  the  heaven  of  my  heart. 

ffc  £rit\c$  of  gear?. 

To  Christ  the  Prince  of  peace 

And  Son  of  God  most  high, 
The  Father  of  the  world  to  come, 

We  lift  our  joyful  cry. 

Deep  in  His  Heart  for  us 

The  wound  of  love  He  bore, 
That  love  which  still  he  kindles  in 

The  hearts  that  Him  adore. 


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0  Jesus,  Victim  blest, 

What  else  but  love  divine 
Could  Thee  constrain  to  open  thus 

That  Sacred  Heart  of  Thine  ? 

O  Fount  of  endless  life, 

0  Spring  of  water  clear  ! 
0  Flame  celestial,  cleansing  all 

Who  unto  Thee  draw  near ! 

Hide  me  in  Thy  dear  Heart, 

For  thither  do  I  fly ; 
There  seek  Thy  grace  through  life,  in  death 

Thine  immortality. 

gh*  $gm  of  §oi. 

My  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray 
Far  from  my  home  in  life's  rough  way, 

0  teach  me  from  my  heart  to  say : 

Thy  will  be  done. 

Though  dark  my  path,  and  sad  my  lot, 
Let  me  be  still  and  murmur  not, 
Or  breathe  the  prayer  divinely  taught, 
Thy  will  be  done. 

What  though  in  lonely  grief  I  sigh 
For  friends  beloved  no  longer  nigh, 
Submissive  would  I  still  reply, 

Thy  will  be  done. 

If  Thou  shouldst  call  me  to  resign 
What  most  I  prize,  it  ne'er  was  mine ; 

1  only  yield  Thee  what  is  Thine ; 

Thy  will  be  done. 


59 

Let  but  my  fainting  heart  be  blest 
With  Thy  sweet  Spirit  for  its  guest, 
My  God,  to  Thee  I  leave  the  rest ; 

Thy  will  be  done. 

Renew  my  will  from  day  to  day, 
Blend  it  with  Thine,  and  take  away 
All  that  now  makes  it  hard  to  say, 

Thy  will  be  done. 


JT//2  JNmf  of  $B8tt$. 

Let  every  heart  exulting  beat 

With  joy  at  Jesus'  Xame  of  bliss ; 

With  every  pure  delight  replete, 
And  passing  sweet,  its  music  is. 


Jesus  the  comfortless  consoles, 
Jesus  each  sinful  fever  quells, 

Jesus  the  power  of  hell  controls, 
Jesus  each  deadly  foe  repels. 

0  speak  His  glorious  Xame  abroad ! 

Jesus  let  every  tongue  confess, 
Let  every  heart  and  voice  accord 

The  Healer  of  our  souls  to  bless. 


Jesus,  the  sinner's  Friend,  abide 

With  us,  and  hearken  to  our  prayers 

Thy  frail  and  erring  wanderers'  guide, 
In  mercy  our  transgressions  spare. 


GO 

All  might,  all  glory  be  to  Thee 
Refulgent  with  this  Name  Divine ; 

All  honor,  worship,  majesty, 
Jesus,  for  evermore  be  Thine. 


f/if  gov*  of  gesitf. 

0  the  priceless  love  of  Jesus  : 

0  the  strength  of  grace  divine  : 
All  His  gifts  are  showered  upon  me, 

All  His  blessings  may  be  mine. 
He  is  throned  in  Heavenly  glory 

Where  no  sin  nor  death  can  be ; 
Yet  He  loves  me  in  this  darkness, 

Yet  He  does  not  turn  from  me. 

1  am  blind  and  poor  and  wretched, 

By  temptations  sorely  tried  ; 
Yet  His  watchful  care  abounding 

Keeps  me  ever  at  His  side. 
He  is  God  and  King  Eternal, 

Higher  than  all  height  can  be ; 
Yet  His  Heart  is  with  me  always, 

Yet  He  stoopeth  down  to  me. 

Storms  of  sorrow  roll  around  me, 
Darkling  clouds  above  me  meet ; 

But  I  hasten  to  my  refuge 

At  my  Saviour's  wounded  Feet. 

0  how  lovingly,  my  Jesus, 
Thou  dost  with  me  ever  bear ; 

1  can  never,  never,  thank  Thee 
For  Thy  goodness  and  Thy  care. 


61 

When  the  brooding  darkness  hides  me 

Bitter  tears  of  pain  I  weep  : 
But,  Thou  loving  One,  Thou  healest 

All  my  sorrow  dark  and  deep. 
0  Thy  priceless  love,  my  Jesus  : 

Human  love  and  love  divine ; 
Thou  art  gentle,  Thou  art  mighty ; 

All  Thv  Sacred  Heart  is  mine. 


§he  §ood  Mhepljerd. 

1  Come,  waiKVring  sheep,  0  come, 

I'll  bind  thee  to  my  breast, 
I'll  bear  thee  to  thy  home 
And  lay  thee  down  to  rest. 

2  I  saw  thee  stray  forlorn 

And  heard  thee  faintly  cry, 
And  on  the  tree  of  scorn 
For  thee  I  deigned  to  die. 

3  I  shield  thee  from  alarms, 

And  wilt  thou  not  be  blest  ? 
I  bear  thee  in  my  arms, 

Thou  bear  me  in  thv  breast. 


62 


ANTlPHONxE    B.M.V. 
J7wa  §edemgtom. 

Alma  Redemptions  Mater,  quae  pervia  cceli 
Porta  manes,  et  Stella  maris,  succurre  cadenti, 
Surgere  qui  curat,  populo :  tu  quae  genuisti, 
Natura  mirante,  tuum  sanctum  Genitorem : 
Virgo  prius  ac  posterius,  Gabrielis  ab  ore, 
Sumens  illud  Ave,  peccatorurn  miserere. 


Ave,  Regina  ccelorum ! 
Ave,  domina  angelorum ! 
Salve,  radix,  salve,  porta, 
Ex  qua  mundo  Lux  est  orta. 
Gaude,  Virgo  gloriosa, 
Super  omnes  speciosa 
Vale,  O  valde  decora ! 
Et  pro  nobis  Christum  exora. 


gegina  gali. 

Regina  Coeli,  lsetare  !  alleluia. 
Quia  quern  meruisti  portare  ;  alleluia. 
Resurrexit  sicut  dixit ;  alleluia. 
Ora  pro  nobis  Deum  ;  alleluia. 


63 


Salve,  Regina,  mater  misericordiae ; 
Vita,  dulcedo,  et  spes  nostra,  salve. 

Ad  te  clainamus,  exules  lilii  Hevae ; 
Ad  te  suspiramus,  gementes  et  flentes  in  hac 
laerymarum  valle. 

Eia  ergo,  Advocata  nostra, 

Illos  tuos  misericordes  oculos  ad  nos  converte ; 

Et  Jesnm,  benedictum  fructum  ventris  tui, 

Nobis  post  hoc  exilium  ostende, 

0  clemens,  0  pia,  0  dulcis  Virgo  Maria. 


0  ^mctimtm. 

1  O  Sanctissima,  0  purissima, 
Dulcis  Virgo  Maria. 

Mater,  amata,  intemerata, 
Ora,  ora  pro  nobis. 

2  Tota  pulchra  es,  0  Maria ! 
Et  macula  non  est  in  te. 

3  Sicut  lilium  inter  spinas 
Sic  Maria  inter  filias. 


64 


SS.  8ACEAMENTL 

0  salutaris  Hostia, 
Quse  cceli  pandis  ostium : 
Bella  premunt  hostilia, 
Da  robur,  fer  auxilium. 

Uni  trinoque  Domino 
Sit  sempiterna  gloria  : 
Qui  vitam  sine  termino 
Nobis  donet  in  patria      Amen. 


Pange,  lingua,  gloriosi 
Corporis  mysterium, 
Sanguinisque  pretiosi 
Quern  in  mundi  pretium 
Fructus  ventris  generosi 
Rex  effudit  gentium. 

Nobis  datus,  nobis  natus 
Ex  intacta  Virgine, 
Et  in  mundo  conversatus, 
Sparso  verbi  semine, 
Sui  moras  incolatus 
Miro  clausit  ordine. 


In  supremse  nocte  ccenaB, 
Kecurobens  cum  fratribns, 
Observata  lege  plene 
Cibis  in  legal  ibus. 
Cibum  turbae  duo  den  03 
Se  dat  suis  manibas 

Verbum  caro,  panem  verurn 
Verbo  caruem  efficit  : 
Pitqne  sanguis  Christi  merum: 
Et  si  seusus  deficit, 
Ad  firmandum  cor  sincerum 
Sola  fides  snfficit. 

Tantum  ergo  Sacramentuni 
Veneremur  cernui : 
Et  antiquum  documentum 
Novo  ceclat  ritui: 
Praestet  fides  supplementum 
Sensuum  defect ui. 

Genitori,  Geuitoque 
Laus  et  jubilatio, 
Salus,  honor,  virtus  quoque 
Sit  et  benedictio  : 
Procedenti  ab  utroque 
Compar  sit  laudatio. 


firm  $mu 

Yeni  Jesu  Amor  mi 
Yeni  Amor  Jesu 
Yeni  Jesu,  Amor  mi ! 
Yeni  O  Amor  mi. 


Veni  Jesu  Amor  mi 
Yem !  Veni, 
0  Amor  mi 
Veni  Amor  mi 
Veni  Amor  mi 


Ave  verum  Corpus,  natum 
Ex  Maria  Virgine, 

Vere  passum,  immolatum, 
In  cruce  pro  nomine. 

Cujus  latus  perforatum 
Uncla  fluxit  et  sanguine, 

Esto  nobis  praegustatum, 
Mortis  in  examine. 

0  clemens,  0  pie, 

0  dulcis  Jesu,  Fili  Marias 


$iorqmu$  in  S^Btlnnnt- 

Aboremus  in  aeternum  Sanctissimum  Sacramentum 
Laudate  Dominum  otnnes  gentes,  laudate  eum  omnes 

populi. 
Quoniam  confirmata  est  super  nos  misericordia  ejus,  et 

Veritas  Domini  manet  in  aetenium. 
Gloria  Patri,  et  Filio  et  Spiritui  Sancto  : 
Sicut  erat  in  principio  et  nunc  et  semper  et  in  saeeula 

saeculorum.     Amen. 


61 


Te  Deum  laudamus  ;  te  Dominum  confitemur. 

Te  sternum  Patrem  :  omnis  terra  veneratur. 

Tibi  onines  angeli :  tibi  coeli  et  universae  potestates ; 

Tibi  cherubim  et  seraphim:    incessabili  voce  procla- 

mant ; 
Sanctus,  Sanctus,  Sanctus:   Dominus  Deus  Sabaoth. 
Pleni  sunt  coeli  et  terra :  majestatis  glorias  tuae. 
Te  gloriosus :  Apostolorum  chorus. 
Te  Prophetarum  :  lauclabilis  numerus. 
Te  Martvrum  candidatus  :  lauclat  exercitus 
Te  per  orbem  terrarum  ;  sancta  confitetur  Ecclesia. 
Patrem :  immensae  majestatis. 
Yenerandum  tuum  verum  :  et  unicum  Filium. 
Sanctum  quoque  :  Paraclitum  Spiritum. 
Tu  Rex  gloriae :  Christe. 
Tu  Patris :  sempiternus  es  Filius. 
Tu   ad  liberandum   suscepturus  hominem :    non  hor- 

ruisti  Virginis  uterum. 
Tu  devicto  mortis  aculeo ;  aperuisti  credentibus  regna 

coelorum. 
Tu  ad  dexteram  Dei  sedes :  in  gloria  Patris. 
Judex  crederis :  esse  venturus. 
Te  ergo  quaesumus,  tuis  famulis  subveni :    quos  pre- 

tioso  sanguine  redemisti. 
J^terna  fac  cum  Sanctis  tuis :  in  gloria  numerari. 
Salvum  fac  populum  tuum,  Domine :  et  benedic  haere- 

ditati  tuae. 
Et  rege  eos :  et  extolle  illos  usque  in  aeternum. 
Per  singulos  dies  :  benedicimus  te. 
Et  laudamus  nomen  tuum  in  saeculum :  et  in  saaculum 

saeculi. 


68 

Dignare,  Domine,  die  isto:  sine  peccato  nos  custodire. 

Miserere  nostri,  Domine  :  miserere  nostri. 

Fiat  misericordia  tua,  Domine,  super  nos:  quemadmo- 

dum  speravimus  in  te. 
In  te,  Domine,  speravi:  non  confundar  in  aeternum. 

1  Holy  God  we  praise  Thy  Name ! 

Lord  of  all  we  bow  before  Thee ! 
All  on  earth  Thy  sceptre  claim, 
All  in  Heaven  above  adore  Thee ; 
Infinite  Thy  vast  domain, 
Everlasting  is  Thy  reign. 

2  Hark,  the  loud  celestial  hymn  ! 

Angel  choirs  above  are  raising ; 
Cherubim  and  seraphim, 

In  unceasing  chorus  praising, 

Fill  the  Heavens  with  sweet  accord ; 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord ! 

3  Spare  Thy  people  Lord  we  pray, 

By  a  thousand  snares  surrounded ; 
Keep  us  without  sin  to-day, 
Never  let  us  be  confounded  : 
Lo  !  I  put  my  trust  in  Thee, 
Never,  Lord,  abandon  me. 

Magnificat:  anima  mea  Dominuni. 
Et  exultavit  spiritus  meus:  in  Deo  salutari  meo! 
Quia  respexit  humilitatem  ancillse  suae :  ecce  enhu  ex 
hoc  beatam  me  dicent  omnes  generationes. 


09 

Quia  fecit  mihi  magna  qui  potens  est:    et  sanctum 

nomen  ejus. 
Et  misericordia  ejus  a  progenie  in  progenies :  timen- 

tibus  eum. 
Fecit  potentiam  in  brachio  suo:    dispersit  superbos 

mente  cordis  sui. 
Peposuit  potentes  de  sede  :  et  exaltavit  humiles. 
Esurientes  implevit  bonis :  et  divites  dimisit  inanes. 
Suscepit  Israel  puerum  suum :  recordatus  misericordise 

suae. 
Sicut  locutus  est  ad  patres  nostros :  Abraham,  et  se- 

mini  ejus  in  ssecula. 
Gloria  Patri,  et  Filio  et  Spiritui  Sancto ; 
Sicut  erat  in  principio  et  nunc  et  semper  et  in  saecula 

saeeulorum.     Amen. 

Miserere  mei,  Deus:  secundum  magnam  misericor- 

diam  tuam. 
Et   secundum    multitudinem    miserationum    tuarum : 

dele  iniquitatem  meam. 
Amplius  lava  me  ab  iniquitate  mea:  et  a  peccato  meo 

munda  me. 
Quoniam  iniquitatem  meam  ego  cognosco :  et  pecca- 

tum  meum  contra  me  est  semper. 
Tibi  soli  peccavi,  et  malum  coram  te  feci :  ut  justifi- 

ceris  in  sermonibus  tuis,  et  vincas  cum  judicaris. 
Ecce  enim  in  iniquitatibus  conceptus  sum :  et  in  pec- 

catis  concepit  me  mater  mea. 
Ecce  enim  veritatem  dilexisti :  incerta  et  occulta  sa- 

pientire  tuse  manifestasti  mihi. 
Asperges  me  h)Tssopo,  et  mundabor :  lavabis  me,  et 

super  nivem  dealbabor. 


10 

Auditui  meo  dabis  gaudium  et  laatitiam:  et  exulta- 

bunt  ossa  humiliata 
Averte  faciem  tuam  a  peccatis  meis :   et  omnes  iniqui- 

tates  meas  dele. 
Cor  mundum  crea  in  me,  Deus:  et  spiritum  rectum 

innova  in  visceribus  meis. 
Ne  projicias  me  a  facie  tua :  et  Spiritum  Sanctum 

tuum  ne  auferas  a  me. 
Redde  mihi  laetitiam  salutaris  tui :   et  spiritu  princi- 
pal confirma  me. 
Docebo  iniquos  vias  tuas :  et  impii  ad  te  convertentur. 
Libera  me  de  sanguinibus,  Deus,  Deus  salutis  meae: 

et  exultabit  lingua  mea  justitiam  tuam. 
Domine,  labia  mea  aperies :  et  os  meum  annuntiabit 

laudem  tuam. 
Quoniam   si   voluisses   sacrificium,  dedissem   utique : 

holocaustis  non  delectaberis. 
Sacrificium  Deo  spiritus  contribulatus :  cor  contritum 

et  humiliatum,  Deus,  non  despicies. 
Benigne  fac,  Domine,  in  bona  voluntate  tua  Sion:  ut 

sedificentur  muri  Jerusalem. 
Tunc   acceptabis   sacrificium  justitiae,    oblationes,    et 

holocausta:  tunc  imponent  super  altare  tuum  vi- 

tulos. 
Gloria  Patri,  et  Filio  et  Spiritui  Sancto ; 
Sicut  erat  in  principio  et  nunc  et  semper  et  in  saecula 

saeculorum.     Amen. 

De  profundi^  clamavi  ad  te,  Domine  :  Domine,  exaudi 

vocem  meam. 
Fiant  aures  tuse  intendentes:  in  vocem  deprecationis 

meaa. 


71 

Si  iniquitates  observaveris,  Domine:  Domine  quis  sus- 

tinebit? 
Quia  apud  te  propitiatio  est:   et  propter  legem  tuam 

sustinui  te,  Domine. 
Sustinuit  anima  mea  in  verbo  ejus :  speravit  aniraa 

mea  in  Domino. 
A  custodia  matutina  usque  ad  noctem :  speret  Israel 

in  Domino. 
Quia  apud   Dominum  misericordia:  et  copiosa  apud 

eum  redemptio. 
Et  ipse  redimet  Israel :  ex  omnibus  iniquitatibus  ejus. 
Requiem  aeternam  dona  eis,  Domine; 
Et  lux  perpetua  luceat  eis. 


APPENDIX. 

t^hatifa  giving. 

Bright  Angels  who  attend 

Around  our  altar  now, 
Your  wonted  cares  suspend — 
List  to  our  holy  vow. 
Jesus  my  happy  heart 

Xow  gives  itself  to  Thee  ; 
0  never  hence  depart, 
Reign  here  eternally ! 

Thy  Sacred  Xame  alone 
All  my  delight  shall  prove, 

No  joy  my  soul  shall  own, 
But  in  thy  holy  love. 

Through  life  this  holy  vow 

Shall  still  be  breath'd  to  Heav'n, 

And  fervently  as  now, 

My  heart  to  Thee  be  given. 


72 

§he  §eart  of  %t%m.. 

0  Sacred  Heart!  with  burning  love 
On  Thee  enraptured  Angels  gaze ; 
To  Thee  triumphant  Saints  above 
Forever  sing  their  grateful  praise. 

Cho.  0  Sacred  Heart!  may  we  adore 

And  love  Thee  ever  more  and  more. 

Most  loving  Heart !  while  heaven's  bright  spheres 
Resound  thy  glories,  shall  not  we — 

Poor  exiles  in  this  vale  of  tears- 
Re-echo  hymns  of  praise  to  Thee. 

Thou,  Heart  of  Jesus!  art  the  throne 
Of  mercy— Thou  the  fount  of  grace : 

Our  hope  of  Heaven  from  Thee  alone, 
Sole  refuge  of  our  fallen  race. 

O  Lamb  of  God !  meek  victim  slain 
For  us,  let  not  the  stream  that  flowed 

From  Thy  pierced  Heart  have  flowed  in  vain, 
Oh !  cleanse  us  with  Thy  precious  blood. 

God's  Mother !  Virgin  ever  blest ! 

Thy  heart  and  His  are  always  One ; 
Plead  thou  our  cause ;  thy  sweet  request 

Is  never  slighted  by  thy  Son. 

May  we,  'mid  heaven's  exulting  host, 

This  Heart  now  throned  in  heaven  adore, 

And  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Praise,  thank,  and  love  for  evermore. 


73 


testis  in  tf(c  §lcs?>cd  ^Hcrument 

My  God,  my  life,  my  love, 

To  Thee,  to  Thee  I  call  ; 
0  come  to  me  from  heaven  above, 

And  be  my  God,  my  All. 

My  faith  beholds  Thee,  Lord  ! 

ConceaPd  in  human  food  ; 
My  senses  fail,  but  in  Thy  word 

I  trust,  and  find  my  God. 

0  when  wilt  Thou  be  mine, 

Sweet  lover  of  my  soul? 
My  Jesus  dear,  my  king  Divine, 

Come  o'er  my  heart  to  rule. 

0 !  come  and  fix  Thy  throne, 

Within  my  very  heart, 
0  !  make  it  burn  for  Thee  alone, 

And  from  me  ne'er  depart. 

Begone  ye,  from  my  mind, 

Yain,  childish,  earthly  toys  ! 
In  Jesus  only  do  I  find 

True  pleasures,  solid  joys. 

^ithro  %t  thvotc. 

Adoro  te  devote,  latens  Deitas, 
Quee  sub  his  figuris  vere  latitas, 
Tibi  se  cor  meum  totum  subjicit, 
Quia  te  contemplans  totum  deficit. 

Ave  Jesu  Pastor  Fidelium 

Adauge  fidem  omnium  in  te  credentium. 


74 

O  memoriale  mortis  Domini, 
Panis  vivus  vitam  preestans  homini, 
Prsesta  mere  menti  de  te  vivere, 
Et  te  i  1 II  semper  dulce  sapere. 
Ave  Jesu,  &c. 

Jesu,  quern  velatnm  nunc  aspicio, 
Oro  fiat  illud  quod  tarn  sitio, 
Ut  te  revelata  cernens  facie, 
Visu  sim  beatus  tuse  glorias. 
Ave  Jesu,  &c. 


$qsn  §nhis  <§}cmom. 

Jesu  dulcis  memoria, 
Dans  vera  cordis  gaudia  : 
Sed  super  mel,  et  omnia 
Ejus  dulcis  prsesentia. 

Nil  canitur  suavius, 
Auditur  nil  jucundius, 
Nil  cogitatur  dulcius, 
Quam  Jesu  Dei  Filius. 

Jesu  spes  pcenitentibus, 
Quam  pius  es  petentibus, 
Quam  bonus  te  quaerentibns  ! 
Sed  quid  invenientibus. 

gating  §o<st. 

Saving  Host,  we  fall  before  Thee, 
Trusting  in  our  Saviour's  word  : 

Thee  we  own  the  Lord  of  glory, 
Thee  we  own  our  sovereign  Lord 


75 

While  our  evil  foes  contending 

Threaten  our  eternal  loss  ; 
Be  with  heavenly  grace  defending, 

And  protect  us  with  Thy  cross. 

From  Thy  Fathers  throne  descending, 

Thou  becom'st  our  daily  bread  ; 
Midst  celestial  hosts  attending, 

With  Thy  fleshvour  souls  are  fed. 
Come,  Thou  source  of  every  blessing, 

Warm  our  hearts  with  love  divine, 
Let  Thy  grace,  our  souls  possessing, 

Make  us  be  forever  Thine. 


Jgfsus,  §iveet  Jtfqsns. 

Jesus,  sweet  Jesus,  my  treasure  divine, 
0  with  what  rapture  I  call  Thee  all  mine  ; 
Brilliant,  celestial,  my  glory,  my  sun, 
0  !  that  I  lov'd  Thee,  Thou  beautiful  one. 

Fountain  of  sweetness,  abyss  of  delight 
Rob'd  in  Thy  splendor,  immortal  and  bright, 
Thou  God  of  my  heart,  0  when  shall  I  flee 
Away  from  my  prison  to  love  only  Thee. 

Jesus,  my  Jesus,  so  priceless  in  worth, 
Joy  of  the  angels  and  hope  of  the  earth, 
Strong  are  the  links  and  the  bonds  which  confine, 
My  heart  and  my  soul  to  Thee,  Jesus  all  mine. 


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Jesus,  Saviour  of  my  soul, 

Let  me  to  Thy  refuge  fly, 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  nigh  ; 
Hide  me,  0  my  Saviour,  hide 

'Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past : 
Safe  into  Thy  haven  guide 

0  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

Other  refuge  have  I  none ; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  Thee, 
Leave,  ah,  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me: 
All  my  trust  on  Thee  is  stayed, 

All  my  help  from  Thee  I  bring  ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  Thy  wing. 


O  Jesu  !  Deus,  Deus  Magne  ! 
Pastor  bone  !  dulcis  Agne  ! 
O  Jesu  !  Jesu  mi ! 
O  Jesu,  O  Pastor, 
O  Pan  is,  O  Manna, 
O  Jesu,  Jesu  mi, 

0  Potestas ! 
Quid  non  praestas, 
Quid  non  proestas  homini ! 


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<£hrisfi<w$f  nho  of  £fcsuf  borrows. 

Christians,  who  of  Jesus'  sorrows, 
Come  the  doleful  tale  to  hear, 

See  what  streams  of  blood  flow  for  us, 
Blend,  ah  !  blend  at  least  a  tear. 

Lo  !  for  your  own  sins  devoted, 
Bleeds  the  victim  from  on  high, 

By  his  stiff  rings  animated, 
For  him  live  and  for  him  die. 

See,  now  Jesus  is  forsaken, 

Round  him  press  a  ruthless  band, 

See  His  heav'nly  cheeks  are  smitten, 
By  the  cruel  soldier's  hand. 

Xow  behold  the  man  of  sorrows, 

On  the  cross  exalted  high  ;. 
Suffering,  bleeding,  dying  for  us, 

Now  behold  salvation  nigh. 


Or,  Prayer  of  St.  Bernard. 

Oh  !  be  thou  mindful,  Mother  most  tender, 
Ne'er  was  thine  aid  implored  in  vain, 
Faint  in  the  combat  lest  we  surrender, 
Do  thou  our  faltering  heart  sustain. 

In  ages  gone  by,  as  all  records  declare, 

Not  once  hast  thou  slighted  the  suppliant's  cry, 

Xor  shall  ages  that  follow  thy  mercies  impair 

To  all  that  invoke  thee,  sweet  Mother,  thou'rt  nigh. 


For  this  in  the  midst  of  my  sin  and  my  dread, 

At  the  thought  of  thy  mercies  with   hope  I'm  in- 
spired ; 

Oh,  Virgin !  thy  Son  on  the  cross  for  me  bled, 
Thy  Son  on  the  cross  for  my  ransom  expired. 

Though  countless  and  grievous  the  sins  I  deplore, 
Despair  at  thy  name,  from  my  bosom  shall  flee, 
In  thy  love  will  I  hope  for  my  pardon  once  more, 
*   Oh !  Virgin  and  Mother,  I  fly  unto  thee. 

To  my  prayers  and  my  sighs,  blessed  Mother  give  ear, 
And  be  thou  as  ever,  the  penitent's  friend, 

'Neath  the  shield  of  thy  favor  no  danger  I'll  fear, 
But  with  thee  and  thy  Son  hope  to  reign  in  the  end. 


§aH,  §ntm  of§euvm. 

1  Hail,  Queen  of  Heaven,  the  ocean  Star, 

Guide  of  the  wand'rer  here  below: 
Thrown  on  life's  surge,  we  claim  thy  care  ; 

Save  us  from  peril  and  from  woe: 

Mother  of  Christ,  Star  of  the  sea, 
Tray  for  the  wand'rer,  pray  for  me. 

2  0  gentle,  chaste,  and  spotless  Maid, 

We  sinners  make  our  prayers  through  thee; 
<  Remind  thy  Son  that  He  has  paid 
The  price  of  our  iniquity. 

Virgin  most  pure,  Star  of  the  sea, 
Pray  for  the  sinner,  pray  for  me. 


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3  Sojourners  in  this  vale  of  tears, 

To  thee  blest  Advocate,  we  cry  ; 
Pity  our  sorrows,  calm  our  fears, 

And  soothe  with  hope  our  misery. 

Refuge  in  grief,  Star  of  the  sea, 
Pray  for  the  mourner,  pray  for  me. 

4  And  while  to  Him  who  reigns  above, 

In  Godhead  One,  in  Person  Three, 
The  source  of  life,  of  grace,  of  love, 

Homage  we  pay  on  bended  knee  ; 

Do  thou,  bright  Queen,  Star  of  the  sea, 
Pray  for  thy  children,  pray  for  me. 

philter  igenr. 

Mother  dear,  0  pray  for  me, 

Whilst  far  from  heav'n  and  thee, 
I  wander  in  a  fragile  bark 

O'er  life's  tempestuous  sea. 
0  Virgin  Mother,  from  thy  throne, 

So  bright  in  bliss  above, 
Protect  thy  child,  and  cheer  my  path 
With  thy  sweet  smile  of  love. 
Mother  dear,  remember  me  ; 

Xever  cease  thy  care, 
'Till  in  heaven  eternally, 
Thy  love  and  bliss  I  share. 

Mother  dear,  0  pray  for  me, 

Should  pleasure's  syren  lay 
E'er  tempt  thy  child  to  wander  far 

From  Virtue's  path  away  ; 


so 

When  thorns  beset  life's  devious  way, 

And  darkling  waters  flow, 
Then,  Mary,  aid  thy  weeping  child, 

Thyself  a  Mother  show. 

Mother  dear,  &c. 

Mother  dear,  0  pray  for  me, 

When  all  looks  bright  and  fair, 
That  I  may  all  my  danger  see, 

For  surely  then  'tis  near 
A  Mother's  pray'r  how  much  we  need, 

If  prosperous  be  the  ray 
That  paints  with  gold  the  flow'ry  mead, 

Which  blossoms  in  our  way. 
Mother  dear,  &c. 


i*fe  mm,  Mother  mm. 

Holy  Mary,  mother  mild  ! 
Hear,  0  hear  a  feeble  child, 
Who  on  life's  tempestuous  sea, 
Is  cast  alone  :  O,  succor  me  ! 

Waves  of  sorrow  o'er  me  roll, 
Storms  of  passion  shake  my  soul ! 
Dangers  press  on  every  side  ! 
Star  of  ocean  be  my  guide. 

Brightest  in  the  courts  above  ! 
Joy  of  angels  !  queen  of  love  ! 
Comfort  of  the  sorrowing,  hear! 
And  grief  and  tears  will  disappear 


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Rose  of  the  Cross  thou  mystic  flower  ! 

I  lift  my  heart  to  thee  : 
In  every  melancholy  hour, 

Mary  !  remember  me. 

A  wanderer  here,  through  many  a  wild, 
Where  few  their  way  can  see — 

Bloom  with  fragrance  on  thy  child ; 
Alary  !  remember  me. 

Let  me  but  stand  where  thou  hast  stood, 

Beside  the  crimson  tree, 
And  by  the  water  and  the  blood — 

Mary  !  remember  me. 

There  let  me  wash  my  sinful  soul, 
And  be  from  sin  set  free  ; 

Drawn  by  thy  love,  by  grace  made  whole- 
Mary  !  remember  me. 

Lead  me  forever  to  adore 

The  glorious  One  in  Three  ; 
And  whilst  T  tremble  more  and  more, — 

Mary  !  remember  me. 


§uecn  of  the  §hics. 

Queen  of  the  skies  so  brightly  fair, 
So  mild,  so  chaste  and  meek, 

We  beg  thy  love,  we  claim  thy  care, 
Thy  children  frail  and  weak. 


Behold  our  prayers  like  incense  rise, 

Queen  of  the  skies, 
Mary,  loved  Alary,  Queen  of  the  skies. 

The  shadows  of  a  sinful  earth 

Are  ho  v 'ring  o'er  our  way  : 
Oh  !  thou  who  gav'st  a  Saviour  birth, 

Be  thou  our  guide  and  stay, 
0  turn  on  us  thy  loving  eyes, 

Queen  of  the  skies, 
Mary,  loved  Mary,  Queen  of  the  skies. 

The  perfumed  wreath  for  thee  we've  twined 

To  thee  our  voices  raise, 
And  round  thy  chaste  and  holy  shrine 

We  hymn  our  notes  and  praise. 
Oh  !  hear  our  prayers,  behold  our  sighs, 

Queen  of  the  skies, 
Mary,  loved  Mary,  Queen  of  the  skies. 

§V$t  §men  of  §cavcn. 

Bright  Queen  of  Heaven, 

Yirgin  most  fair, 
Mary  most  gentle, 

List  to  our  prayer  : 
Mother  protect  us, 

Aid  to  us  bring, 
Sweetly  enfold  us 

'Neath  thy  shelt'ring  wing, 

Star  of  the  ocean, 

Shedding  soft   light, 
Solace  in  sorrow, 

Rest  'mid  the  night : 


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Send,  in  our  slumbers, 

Peace  from  above, 
Shine  on  us  ever, 

Bright  Star  of  Love. 

Tho'  night  be  lonely, 

Why  should  we  fear, 
While  thy  soft  gleaming 

Shineth  so  near; 
Leading  us  gently 

'Mid  darkling  gloom, 
Beck'ning  us  onwards 

To  our  true  home. 

Soon  may  the  morrow 

Of  bright  endless  day 
Chase  the  drear  visions 

Of  dark  night  away  ; 
Waft  our  lone  spirits 

To  Heaven's  bright  shore, 
Where  we  may  love  thee, 

And  rest  evermore. 


<&*w>  &°f<hcr  Mw**f' 

As  the  gentle  Spring  uncloses, 

And  the  Winter  fades  away, 
Sunlight  glistens,  lilies  blow, 

As  we  greet  the  month  of  May  ; 
As  we  hail  its  peerless  Queen, 

Mary  Mother  of  delight ! 
In  her  own  especial  season, 

Sing  her  praise  from  morn  to  night. 


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Mary,  Mother  sweet ! 
Mary,  Mother  fair ! 
Virgin  Queen  discreet ! 

Hear  our  prayer. 
Unto  Jesus  pray 
That  each  day 
We  may  grow  like  thee,  our  Queen  of  May. 

May  is  Mary's — she  is  ours — ■ 

Thus  the  month  is  doubly  dear : 
As  we  crown  her  with  our  flowers. 

Angels  gladly  hover  near  ; 
And  the  blessed  Jesus  smiles 

On  each  humble  votary, 
And  our  homage  to  His  Mother 

Will  requite  most  graciously. 

Dearest  Mother  !  we  remember 

How  at  one  request  of  thine, 
Jesus  at  the  marriage  feast 

Changed  the  water  into  wine  ; 
At  our  feast,  ah  !  let  the  flood 

Of  our  tears  thy  pity  move, 
Beg,  oh  !  beg  thy  Son  to  change  it 

To  the  wine  of  perfect  love. 


'Tis  the  month  of  our  Mother, 
The  blessed  and  beautiful  days, 

When  our  lips  and  our  spirits 

Are  glowing  with  love  and  with  praise. 


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All  hail  !  to  dear  Mary, 
The  guardian  of  our  way  ! 

To  the  fairest  of  Queens 

Be  the  fairest  of  seasons — sweet  May. 

Oli  !  what  peace  to  her  children, 

'Mid  sorrow  and  trials  to  know, 
That  the  love  of  their  Mother, 

Hath  ever  a  solace  for  woe. 

And  what  joy  to  the  erring 

The  sinful  and  sorrowful  soul  ; 
That  a  trust  in  her  guidance 

Will  lead  to  a  glorious  goal  ! 

Let  us  sing  then  rejoicing, 

That  God  hath  so  honored  our  race, 
As  to  clothe  with  our  nature 

Sweet  Mary,  the  Mother  of  Grace. 

And  here  at  her  Altars, 

Let  pride  and  unkindness  depart, 
For  she  loves  not  the  praise 

Of  a  proud  or  a  selfish  heart. 

But  bring  flowers  of  purity, 

Meekness,  patience  and  love, 
They  are  garlands  unfading 

The  blossoms  which  open  above. 

And  the  heart  of  our  Mother 

Will  glow  with  a  hallowed  delight, 

And  the  buds  of  this  May  time 
No  wind  of  the  winter  can  blisrht. 


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Maiden  c^olf(q. 

Oh  Maiden  Mother, 

Tender  and  mild, 

Oh  take  me  for  thy  child  ! 
And  through  life's  journey 

Oh  let  it  be 

My  joy  to  think  of  thee  ! 

When  my  eyes  are  closed  in  sleep, 
Through  the  night  my  slumbers  keep ; 
Make  my  latest  thought  to  be, 
How  to  love  thy  Son  and  thee. 
Oh  Maiden  Mother,  &c. 

Teach  me  when  the  sunbeam  bright 
Calls  me  with  its  golden  light, 
How  my  waking  thoughts  may  be 
Turn'd  to  Jesus  and  to  thee. 

Oh  Maiden  Mother,  &c. 

And,  oh  teach  me  throngh  the  day 
Oft  to  raise  my  heart  and  say, 
"  Maiden  Mother,  meek  and  mild, 
Guard,  oh  guard  thy  humble  child  !  " 
Oh  Maiden  Mother,  &c. 

Thus,  sweet  Mother,  day  and  night 
Thou  shalt  guide  my  steps  aright  ; 
And  my  dying  words  shall  be, 
"  Virgin  Mother,  pray  for  me  !  " 
Oh  Maiden  Mother,  &c. 


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§right  ^latlfcr  of  our  3}};thcr. 

Bright  Mother  of  our  Maker,  hail  ! 

Thou  Virgin  ever  blessed, 
The  ocean's  star  by  which  we  sail, 

And  gain  the  port  of  rest. 

Whilst  we  this  ave  thus  to  thee, 

From  Gabriel's  mouth  rehearse, 
Prevail  that  peace  our  lot  may  be, 

And  Eva's  name  reverse. 

Release  our  long  entangled  mind, 

From  all  the  snares  of  ill  : 
With  heavenly  light  instruct  the  blind 

And  all  our  vows  fulfil. 

Exert  for  us  a  mother's  care, 

And  us  thy  children  own  : 
Prevail  with  Him  to  hear  our  prayer, 

Who  chose  to  be  thy  Son. 

0,  spotless  Maid  !  whose  virtues  shine 

With  brightest  purity, 
Each  action  of  our  lives  refine, 

And  make  us  pure  like  thee. 

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Children  of  Mary,  high  your  voices  raise  ! 

Ye  on  whom  she  cast  her  tender  eye  ; 
Children  of  God,  sing  her  immortal  praise, 
And  all  exalt   her  glory  to  the  sky. 

Children  of  Mary,  high  your  voices  raise  ! 
Children  of  God,  sing  her  immortal  praise. 


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I  see,  ascending  to  her  glorious  throne, 
The  fervent  prayer  of  every  faithful  child, 

Each  heart  erects  an  altar  to  her  name, 
Where  Mary  lives  in  everlasting  fame. 

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Hail  Mary,  queen,  and  virgin  pure  ! 

With  every  grace  replete ; 
Hail,  kind  protectress  of  the  poor  ! 

Pity  our  needy  state. 

0  thou  who  fillest  the  highest  place, 

Next  heaven's  imperial  throne, 
Obtain  for  us  each  saving  grace, 

And  make  our  wants  thine  own. 

How  oft,  when  trouble  filled  my  breast, 

Or  sin  my  conscience  pained, 
Through  thee  I  sought  for  peace  and  rest, 

Through  thee  I  peace  obtained. 

Then,  hence,  in  all  my  pains  and  cares, 

I'll  seek  for  help  in  thee  ; 
E'er  trusting,  through  thy  powerful  prayers, 

To  gain  eternity. 

gee  the  §<muhte  §e&CBi\Ain$. 

See  the  Paraclete  descending, 
Burning  with  celestial  fire; 

Grace  and  truth  on  Him  attending, 
Men  with  heavenly  love  inspire. 


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Let  us  Alleluias  singing 
Offer  him  our  grateful  lays, 

He  all  heavenly  graces  bringing, 
Merits  everlasting  praise. 

Men  in  very  danger  fearing, 

Xow  the  greatest  dangers  scorn  ; 

Amidst  tortures  persevering, 

Show  themselves  in  Christ  new-born. 

Fishermen  by  thee  instructed, 
Jesus  to  the  world  proclaim  ; 

Infants  by  thy  grace  conducted, 
Rather  die  than  slight  His  name. 

Idols  fall,  the  Devil  ceasing, 
O'er  the  world  to  be  adored  ; 

Faith  and  love  by  thee  increasing, 
All  confess  Thee,  sovereign  Lord. 


^7/m/was  %} until. 

See  amid  the  winter's  snow, 
Born  for  us  on  earth  below, 
See  the  tender  Lamb  appears, 
Promis'd  from  eternal  years. 

Hail,  thou  ever-blessed  morn  !  »*  : 

Hail,  redemption's  happy  dawn  ! 
Sing  through  all  Jerusalem, 
Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem  ! 


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11  Say,  ye  holy  shepherds,  say 
What's  your  joyful  news  to-day  ? 
Wherefore  have  ye  left  your  sheep 
Ou  the  lonely  mountain  steep  ?" 

"As  we  watch'd  at  dead  of  night, 
Lo  !  we  saw  a  wondrous  light; 
Angels  singing,  'Peace  on  earth/ 
Told  us  of  the  Saviour's  birth  !" 

Teach,  oh  teach  us,  holy  Child, 
By  thy  face  so  meek  and  mild, 
Teach  us  to  resemble  thee 
In  thy  sweet  humility. 

Virgin  Mother  !    Mary  blest ! 
By  the  joys  that  fill  thy  breast, 
Pray  for  us,  that  we  may  prove 
Worthy  of  the  Saviour's  love. 


With  glory  lit,  the  midnight  air 
Revealed  bright  angels  hov'ring  there : 
In  fear  beheld  the  raptured  swains 
When  rose  the  heaven  inspired  strains. 

Glory,  glory,  glory  to  God,  and  peace 
to  earth,  and  peace  to  earth, 

Made  glorious  by  the  Saviour's  birth, 
by  the  Saviour's  birth. 


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Then  sweetly  spoke  the  angelic  voice, 
u  Fear  not ;   let  heaven  and  earth  rejoice  : 
The  child  in  Bethlehem's  crib  that  lies, 
Is  God  descended  from  the  skies." 

The  choirs  of  Heaven  still  bless  the  morn, 
When  God  through  love  for  man  was  born 
That  God  we  humbly  bow  before, 
,  And  praise  with  angels  and  adore. 


§car  §wu(li*n  of  ^urg. 

Dear  guardian  of  Mary  !  dear  nurse  of  her  child  ! 
Life's  ways  are  full  weary,  the  desert  is  wild  ; 
Bleak  sands  are  all  round  us,  no  home  can  we  see  ; 
Sweet  spouse  of  our  Lady  !  we  lean  upon  thee. 

For  thou  to  the  pilgrim  art  father  and  guide, 
And  Jesus  and  Mary  felt  safe  by  thy  side  ; 
Ah  !  blessed  St.  Joseph,  how  safe  should  I  be, 
Sweet  spouse  of  our  Lady  !  if  thou  wert  with  me! 

0  blessed  St.  Joseph  !  how  great  was  thy  worth, 
The  one  chosen  shadow  of  God  upon  earth, 
The  father  of  Jesus — ah  !  then  wilt  thou  be, 
Sweet  spouse  of  our  Lady  !  a  father  to  me. 

God  chose  thee  for  Jesus  and  Mary— wilt  thou 
Forgive  a  poor  exile  for  choosing  thee  now  ? 
There's  no  saint  in  heaven,  St.  Joseph,  like  thee, 
Sweet  spouse  of  our  Lady  !  0  deign  to  love  me  ! 


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Jf/.  gfoscyh. 

Holy  Patron  !  thee  saluting, 

Here  we  meet  with  hearts  sincere, 
Blest  St.  Joseph,  all  uniting, 

Call  on  thee,  to  hear  our  prayer. 
Happy  saint,  in  bliss  adoring 

Jesus,  Saviour  of  mankind, 
Hear  thy  children  thee  imploring, 

May  we  thy  protection  find. 

Worldly  dangers  for  them  fearing, 
Youthful  hearts  to  thee  we  bring, 

Grant,  in  virtue  persevering, 

Vice  may  ne'er  their  bosom  sting. 
Happy  saint,  &c. 

Thou,  who  faithfully  attended 

Him  whom  heaven  and  earth  adore ; 

Who,  with  pious  care  defended 
Mary,  Yirgin  ever  pure. 
Happy  saint,  &c. 

May  our  fervent  prayers  ascending, 
Move  thee  for  our  souls  to  plead  ; 

May  thy  smile  of  peace  descending, 
Benedictions  on  us  shed, 
Happy  saint,  &c. 

Through  this  life,  0  watch  around  us, 
Fill  with  love  our  every  breath, 

And  when  parting  fear  surrounds  us, 
Guide  us  through  the  toils  of  death. 
Happy  saint,  &c. 


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J/.  gfQitatiiis. 

Ye  angels  now  be  glad, 
And  thou  exult,  0  earth  ! 

Loyola's  happy  shade, 

Rejoice  at  thy  Saint's  birth. 

Loyola's  son  all  hail, 

By  angels  crowned  above, 

Ignatius,  father  dear, 

Accept  thy  children's  love. 

On  Pampeluna's  walls 

The  leader  of  the  band, 
Behold  our  youthful  Saint 

Defend  his  native  land. 

Stretched  on  a  bed  of  pain, 
Christ's  holy  life  he  reads, 

While  for  his  mis-spent  youth 
His  heart  now  sorely  bleeds. 

Begone,  0  sinful  world, 

"I'll  never  serve  thee  more." 

He  cries  "  I'll  bear  the  cross, 
Which  Jesus  for  me  bore." 

He  kneels  at  Mary's  shrine, 
And  humbly  hangs  his  sword, 

Resolved  to  seek  through  life 
The  glory  of  the  Lord. 


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All  praise  to  St.  Patrick,  who  brought  to  our  moun- 
tains 
The  gift  of  God's  faith,  the  sweet  light  of  his  love  ! 
All  praise  to  the  Shepherd  who  showed  us  the  foun- 
tains 
That  rise  in  the  heart  of  the  Saviour  above  ! 
For  hundreds  of  years, 
In  smiles  and  in  tears, 
Our  Saint  hath  been  with  us,  our  shield  and  our  stay  ! 
All  else  may  have  gone — 
St.  Patrick  alone — 
He  hath  been  to  us  light,  when  earth's  lights  were  all 
set, 
For  the  glories  of  faith  they  can  never  decay, 
And  the  best  of  our  glories  is  bright  with  us  yet, 
In  the  faith  and  the  feast  of  St.  Patrick's  day. 

There  is  not  a  Saint  in  the  bright  courts  of  Heaven, 

More  faithful  than  he  to  the  land  of  his  choice, 
Oh  well  may  the  nation  to  whom  he  was  given, 
In  the  feast  of  their  sire  and  apostle  rejoice. 
In  glory  above, 
True  to  his  love, 
He  keeps  the  false  faith  from  his  children  awav, 
The  dark  false  faith- 
Far  worse  tli an  death — 
Oh  he  drives  it  far  off  from  the  green  sunny  shore, 

Like  the  reptiles  which  fled  from  his  curse  in  dismay, 
And  Erin  when  Error's  proud  triumph  is  o'er, 
Will  still  be  found  keeping  St.  Patrick's  day. 


95 

Then  what  shall  we  do  for  the  heaven-sent  father  ; 

What  shall  the  proof  of  our  loyalty  be  ? 
By  all  that  is  dear  to  our  hearts,  we  would  rather 
Be  raartvred,  sweet  Saint,  than  bring  shamo  upon 
thee? 

But  oh,  he  will  take 
The  promise  we  make, 
So  to  live  that  our  lives,  by  God's  help,  may  display, 
The  light  that  he  bore 
To  Erin's  shore. 
Yes  !  Father  of  Ireland  !  no  child  wilt  thou  own, 
Whose  life  is  not  lighted  by  grace  on  its  way  ; 
For  they  are  true  Irish,  ah,  yes,  they  alone, 
Whose  hearts  are  all  true  on  St.  Patrick's  dav. 


§1  ^llotmus. 

The  youth  who  wealth  and  courts  despised, 

His  spotless  mind  above  to  raise, 
Who  every  rising  thought  chastised, 
'Tis  Aloysius  claims  our  lays. 
Amiable  and  angelic  youth, 
Aloysius,  pray  for  us. 

His  infant  words,  the  first  he  frames, 
He  utters  with  a  trembling  voice; 

Jesus  and  Mary,  hallowed  names, 

Dwell  on  his  lips,  and  speak  his  choice. 

Delighting  in  the  Lord  alone, 
All  earthly  pleasures  he  forsakes, 

And  ere  yet  half  to  manhood  grown, 
His  virgin  vows  to  Mary  makes. 


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Enamored  of  celestial  joys, 

"Let  pride  and  wealth  my  choice  withstand, 
I  scorn  their  gifts,  they  arc  lout  toys," 

He  said,  and  joins  Loyola's  band. 

To  gain  perfection's  utmost  height 

He  tries,  nor  was  his  trial  vain  ; 
Of  sanctity  a  model  bright 

He  stands,  a  mirror  clear  of  stain. 


Oh  holy  martyr — spotless  dove, 

With  joy  we  celebrate  thy  day ; 
Thou  dwellest  now  in  bliss  above, 

Where  tyrants  o'er  thee  have  no  sway. 
Sweet  Agnes,  let  thy  pleading  voice, 
For  us  at  mercy's  throne  be  heard. 

Thy  cruel  sufferings  all  are  past, 
A  crown  of  glory  decks  thy  brow  ; 

Celestial  light  is  round  thee  cast, 
And  God  is  thine  forever  now. 

Oh  pray  that  we  may  ever  seek 
To  be  as  free  as  thou  from  stain  ; 

As  constant,  fervent,  pure  and  meek, 
Regardless  of  earth's  fleeting  pain. 

And,  holy  saint,  be  this  our  prayer, 
That  prizing  not  the  world's  renown, 

Through  trials  it  may  be  our  care, 
To  strive  but  for  a  heavenly  crown. 


9Y 


<§f*  Ukatficrinc's  §alhitl 

Saint  Catherine,  she  was  a  maiden  mild — 
Saint  Catherine,  she  was  a  maiden  pure; 

And  after  her  prayers  she  lov'd  the  books 
That  show  us  to  heaven  the  pathway  sure. 

0  Saint  Catherine  meek! 
0  Saint  Catherine  pure  ! 

The  wisest  doctors  of  Egypt  came 

To  prove  that  the  Catholic  faith  was  wrong, 

They  reasoned  for  hours,  and  brought  out  their  books, 
For  they  all  were  mighty  in  wits  and  tongue. 

Saint  Catherine  stood  before  them  all 

So  humble — she  trusted  in  Heaven  alone  ; 

She  proved  that  the  Catholic  faith  was  right, 
'Till  there  they  sat,  as  dumb  as  a  stone. 

Xow  what  did  the  king  and  his  courtiers  do, 
When  none  of  them  all  could  answer  a  word  ? 

They  said  she  no  longer  was  fit  to  live, 

And  cut  off  her  innocent  head  with  a  sword. 

But  far  away  to  a  holy  mount, 

Bright  angels  in  triumph  St.  Catherine  bore  ; 
And  now  in  the  courts  above  she  reigns, 

With  Christ  and  His  Mother  for  evermore. 

0  dear  Saint  Catherine  !  pray  for  us  now  ; 

Help  us  to  keep  our  faith's  true  light : 
For  we  are  in  struggle  with  danger  and  sin, 

And  you  are  in  heaven,  where  all  is  bright. 


93 


gvpiing  Wmt\it. 

Sweet  Saviour,  bless  us  ere  we  go ; 

Thy  word  into  our  midst  instil ; 
And  make  our  lukewarm  hearts  to  glow 
With  lowly  love  and  fervent  will. 
Through  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 
O  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  light. 

The  day  is  done,  its  hours  have  run ; 

And  Thou  hast  taken  count  of  all, — 
The  scanty  triumphs  grace  has  won, 

The  broken  vow,  the  frequent  fall. 
Through  life's  long  day,  &t\ 

Grant  us,  dear  Lord,  from  evil  ways 

True  absolution  and  release; 
And  bless  us  more  than  in  past  days 

With  purity  and  inward  peace. 

Through  life's  long  day,  &c. 

Do  more  than  pardon  ;  give  us  joy, 

Sweet  fear  and  sober  liberty; 
And  simple  hearts  without  alloy, 

That  only  long  to  be  like  Thee. 

Through  life's  long  day,  &c. 


{^IfttetiiiMSj  to  the  H?;/r. 

Christians,  to  the  war  !  gather  from  afar ; 

Hark,  hark  !  the  word  is  given  ; 
Jesus  bids  us  fight  "for  God  and  the  right," 

And  for  Mary,  the  Queen  of  Heaven. 


99 

Now  first  for  thee,  thou  wicked  world, 

Puff'd  up  with  godless  pomp  and  pageant, 

Avenging  grace  to  humble  thee 

Can  make  the  weakest  arm  its  agent. 

And  thou,  dark  fiend,  six  thousand  years 
The  Bride  of  Christ  in  vain  tormenting, 

Shall  find  our  hate  and  scorn  of  thee 
Deep  as  thine  own,  and  unrelenting. 

Ah,  self!  so  oft  forgiven,  thou 

Canst  play  no  part  but  that  of  traitor ; 

We  spare  thy  life,  but  thou  must  bear 
The  felon's  brand,  the  captive's  fetter. 

But  worse  than  devil,  flesh,  or  world, 
Human  respect,  like  poison  creeping, 

Chills  and  unnerves  the  host  of  Christ, 
When  weary  war-worn  hearts  are  sleeping. 

Like  lions  roaring  for  their  prey, 

Armies  of  foes  are  round  us  trooping; 

What  then  ?  see  !  countless  angels  come 
To  heal  the  hurt,  to  raise  the  drooping. 

Then  bravely,  comrades,  to  the  fight, 

With  shout  and  song  each  other  cheering ; 

Strength  not  our  own  from  heaven  descends, — 
The  sun  breaks  out,  the  clouds  are  clearing. 

On  to  the  gates  of  Sion,  on  ! 

Break  through  the  foe  with  fresh  endeavour; 
We'll  hang  our  colors  up  in  heaven, 

When  peace  shall  be  proclaim'd  for  ever. 


100 

^jtrith  of  outi  ^attms. 

Faith  of  our  fathers,  living  still, 

In  spite  of  dungeon,  fire,  and  sword  ; 

0,  how  our  hearts  beat  high  with  joy 
When'er  we  hear  that  glorious  word  ! 

Faith  of  our  fathers,  holy  Faith, 
We  will  be  true  to  thee  till  death. 

Our  fathers  chain'd  in  prisons  dark 

Were  still  in  heart  and  conscience  free  ; 

How  sweet  would  be  their  children's  fate, 
If  they,  like  them,  could  die  for  thee  ! 

Faith  of  our  fathers;   Mary's  prayers 
Shall  win  our  country  all  to  thee ; 

And  through  the  truth  that  comes  from  God, 
O,  then  indeed  we  shall  be  free. 

Faith  of  our  fathers,  we  will  love 
Both  friend  and  foe  in  all  our  strife, 

And  preach  thee  too,  as  love  knows  how, 
By  kindly  words  and  virtuous  life. 

gmigatyii  t!(c  {golden. 

Jerusalem  the  golden  ! 

With  milk  and  honey  blest, 
Beneath  thy  contemplation 

Sink  heart  and  voice  oppressed: 
I  know  not — 0,  I  know  not 

What  joys  await  us  there  ; 
What  radiancy  of  glory, 

What  bliss  beyond  compare. 


191 

They  stand,  those  halls  of  Sion, 

-All  jubilant  with  song, 
And  bright  with  many  an  Angel, 

And  all  the  Martyr  Throng: 
The  Prince  is  ever  in  them, 

His  light  is  always  seen  ; 
The  pastures  of  the  blessed 

Are  dec'k  in  glorious  sheen. 

There  is  the  Throne  of  David, 

And  bliss  without  alloy, 
The  shout  of  them  that  triumph, 

The  song  of  festal  joy; 
And  they  who  with  their  Leader 

Have  conquer'd  in  the  fight 
For  ever  and  for  ever 

Are  dress'd  in  robes  of  white. 

O  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

The  home  of  God's  elect ! 
0  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

That  eager  hearts  expect ! 
Jesu,  in  mercy  bring  us 

To  that  dear  land  of  rest ; 
Who  art,  with  God  the  Father, 

And  Spirit,  ever  blest  ! 


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Hark  the  sound  of  the  fight  hath  gone  forth, 
And  we  must  not  tarry  at  home  ; 

For  our  Lord  from  the  South  and  the  North 
Has  commanded  His  soldiers  to  come. 


102 

We  must  on  with  our  banner  unfurl'd  : 
We  must  on :  'tis  Jesus  who  leads  : 

We  must  hasten  to  conquer  the  world, 
With  the  sign  of  the  Lamb  who  bleeds. 

We  must  stand  to  our  colors  like  men  : 

Our  Lord  is  a  Leader  to  love : 
For  the  wounded  He  heals!  and  the  slain 

He  crowns  in  His  city  above. 
We  must  march  to  the  battle  with  speed  : 

Upon  earth  our  one  duty  is  strife  : 
0  how  blest  are  the  soldiers  who  bleed 

For  the  Saviour  who  died  to  give  life. 

There  is  Jesus  in  Heaven  above, 

There  is  Jesus  on  earth  below  ; 
And  His  the  one  Standard  we  love — 

And  His  the  one  watchword  we  know. — 
Let  us  sing  the  new  song  of  the  Lamb — 

Let  us  sing  round  our  Banner  so  brave, 
Let  us  sing  of  that  beautiful  Blood 

Which  was  shed  to  redeem  and  to  save. 


CONTENTS. 


ADVENT. 

PAGE. 

Rorate  Cceli 2 

The  Star  of  tho  Sea. 3 

The  Immaculate  Conception 4 

Our  Lady's  Expectation  5 

Hymn  of  S.  Cassimir 6 

Tota   Pulchra 8 

Inviolata , 8 

CHE  I  ST  MAS. 

Adeste  Fidelcs 9 

Gloria  in  Excelsis  Deo 10 

The  Crib  of  Bethlehem 11 

Christmas  Da}r.  11 

The  Virgin  Mother 12 

St,  Stephen's  Day 13 

The  Epiphany...". 14 

Roman  Christmas  Carol 16 

Old  English  Carol 17 

A  Virgin  Unspotted 18 

The  First  Nowell 20 

Children's  Carol 21 

Glory  to  God 22 

Tho  Angel's  Song , 23 

Christmas  !    Christmas  ! 2$ 

A  Christmas  Carol 25 

E  A  S  T  E  R . 

O  Fiiii  et  Filise 25' 

Easter  Sonsr  of  Praise 27 


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LENT. 

PAGE. 

Stabat  Mater 29 

MONTH    OF    MARY. 

Litany  of  the  B.  V.  Mary 31 

Ave  Maris  Stella  — v 33 

The  Flower  of  Grace 34 

Our  Queen  Immaculate 35 

Mary's  Titles 36 

Dearest  Mother  37 

Hail  Mary *  38 

Mother  Loved , 39 

O  Beautiful  Thou  Art 39 

Mater   Ad mirabi lis 40 

Ora  Pro  Me 41 

Farewell  to  May 42 

Heart  of  Mary, I 43 

St.  Joseph 43 

A  Child's  May  Song : 44 

Watch  Over  tls.....^ 45 

Our  Lady  of  the  Sacred  Heart 46 

Magnificat 47 

Ave  Sanctissima 48 

PENTECOST. 

Invocatio  S.  Spiritus 49 

Come  Holy  Ghost 50 

MONTH    OF    JUNE. 

The  Sacred  Heart 5i 

The  Holy  Name 52 

Jesus  Crucified 53 

Corpus   Christi 53 

The  Tabernacle 54 

Holy   Communion    , 56 


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PAGE- 

Anima   Christ i 56 

My   Beloved 57 

The  Prince  of  Peace 57 

The  Will  of  God 58 

The  Name  of  Jesus 59 

The  Precious   Blood 60 

The  Good   Shepherd 61 

ANTIPHONiE    B.  V.  M. 

Alma  Bedemptoris 62 

Ave  Kegina 62 

Regina  Coeli 62 

Salva  Regina 63 

O  Sanctissima 63 

CANTUS   SS.  SACKAMENTL 

O  Salutaris 64 

Pange   Lingua.,.. 64 

Yeni  Jesu , Q5 

Ave  Verum, *. 66 

Adores  in  JEternum 65 

Te  Deum 67 

Holy  God 68 

Magnificat,  (Latin) 68 

Miserere 69 

De  Profundi s 70 

Thanksgiving , 71 

The  Heart  of  Jesus 72 

Jesus  in  the  Blessed  Sacrament 73 

Adoro  Te  Devote 73 

Jesu  Dulcis  Memoria 74 

Saving  Host 74 

Jesus,  Sweet  Jesus 75 

Jesus,  Saviour  of  my  Soul 76 

Jesu  Deus   Magne 76 

Christians,  who  of  Jesus'  Sorrows., 77 

The   Memorare 67 

Hail  Queen  of  Heaven... 78 

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Mother  Dear 79' 

Holy  Mary,  Mother  Mild 80 J 

Kosa  Mystics  81' 

Queen  of  the  Skies 81 

Bright  Queen  of  Heaven 82 

Mary,  Mother  Sweet 83 

Sweet  May 84 

Maiden   Mother 80 

Bright  Mother  of  our  Maker 87 

The  Sodalists  Hymn 87 

Hail  Mary 88 

See  the  Paraclete  Descending 88 

Christmas  Hymn ': 89 

A  New  Christmas  Hymn...  * 90 

Dear  Guardian  of  Mary 91 

St.  Joseph 92 

St.  Ignatius 93 

St.  Patrick 94 

St.  Aloysius 95 

St.  Agnes 1)6 

St.   Catherine's    Ballad 97- 

Evening  Hymn 98 

Christians,  to  the  War 98 

Faith  of  our  Fathers '. 100| 

Jerusalem  the  Golden 100 

The  Soldiers  of  Christ 101 

A.  M    D.  G. 


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